Twin Brothers

 

Blurb

Two gorgeous twin brothers, one unsuspecting good girl!

Seems like everything will go south!

 

But, that’s the BEST thing that ever happened to me.  

Jane applies for a secretarial position in a shipping company, managed by two hot as hell bad boys!

Enter Brent and Brandon.

They are two HOT. SEXY. KINKY. ALPHAS. 

And they love to share!

 

Well….this seems to be quite an arrangement! 

Pity that Jane will eventually have to choose….

 

CHAPTER 1

Brandon

I was just ripping off the underwear of the slim blonde in the darkened hotel room, ready to be inside of her in this penthouse suite that was mine for the week here in Chicago. She was easy, giving in to my bright blue eyes and heavy, dark hair after only one drink. It was convenient that I met her in the hotel bar where I was partying with my twin brother, Brent. I was certain that he was in his own room with the sexy redhead he’d been kissing at the bar. I could hear the wind outside of the many windows as I slid a finger inside of her body and found her neck with my lips. I was horny as hell and ready for this woman, at least until it was time to kick her out.

I was just moving over her when my phone rang from the living room of the huge suite. I assumed it was some girl that wanted to hook up, but I was busy. I had a girl and I was ready to rock her world as I moved over her. I heard the phone ring once more after it went through the three rings before going to voice mail. Who the hell was so hell bent on getting through to me at one in the morning? I sat for a moment and listened to it go through the cycle, breathing in the fruity scent of her body as it went silent.

I was just sliding into her when I heard the phone yet fucking again. She was tight and wet and I didn’t want to pull out of her, but I sensed this was important. I kissed her neck and whispered that I needed to take this call, pushing my body back as I left the bed. I didn’t bother to dress since we were alone and I was going to be back in that bed as soon as I could, coming back to reality as the shrill ring taunted me from the living room where my half-filled glass of whiskey was on the bar. I glanced around the room to see the screen blinking on the couch, walking over to it with a resigned sigh. I grabbed the phone and noticed Brent’s name on the screen, wondering why he wasn’t with the redhead. “Brent? What the hell?” I asked as I placed it to my ear, annoyed at my brother for one of the few times in my life. We were twins, born five minutes apart and as close as we could be. “Is everything okay?”

“No, Bran. It isn’t. Dad was in a car accident on the way home from the airport. We need to catch a flight back to New York as soon as possible. Mom and Ashley need us.” His voice was low and I could hear the emotion in it that he was withholding.

“Shit. Okay. I’ll pack a bag and meet you at your room.” I hung up and stood in the empty, gorgeous room for a moment. I was here because of my father and all his hard work building the most successful shipping company in the world. He’d started it himself just after college, beginning from the garage of their house and now it was in the ranks with Amazon, though he focused on computer parts and office supplies. Amazon sold everything. I went back to the bedroom, seeing the blonde on the bed waiting for me, looking dazed and horny. “Sorry, doll. Change of plans. I have to go back to New York for a moment.”

“Is everything okay?” She asked as concern flashed over her face. I would never talk to her about my personal life. She was one of many that was here because of my name and money, my father’s success. I knew that she didn’t care about who I was inside, even though it looked cute on her.

“Yeah,” I told her vaguely as I reached for my pants and slipped them over my body. I glanced around for my shirt and slipped the black t-shirt over my broad shoulders and ran a hand through my shoulder length hair as I tried to think about what was happening. I needed to pack the week or so worth of clothes that I had here and get to Brent’s room. I needed to go home. I walk over to pull the shirts from the closet, the pants, and tees from the drawer. I toss them into my Hartmann luggage that was sitting on top of the big cherry wood dresser. I get my jeans and toss them on top before I go to the bathroom and wrapping everything in one of the thick towels from the shelf to keep everything else dry.

I glance at the bed once the chore is done, seeing the woman dressing in her short black skirt and red silk blouse. I knew that I’d torn her underwear and that she was bare underneath but she was gorgeous. She’d be with another man in no time, whatsoever. I didn’t care that she would, either. I zipped my black suitcase closed as she stood and slipped her feet into the heels that matched her clothes well, though I didn’t pay a lot of attention to women and their shoe obsession. I appreciated a pretty face and the lingerie that covered their bodies before I ruined it, but the clothes and shoes weren’t something I mind to.

I felt the woman looking at me as she stood across the room. “Do you need a cab?” I asked her as I shot her a glance.

“I have a room here as well. I just knew that yours was better,” she assured me, sealing the knowledge that I already knew. She wanted a night with the trust fund kid. I watched her walk out and heard the door close before I made sure that I had all my things. I grabbed the suitcase and left the room, taking a right to my brother’s room before I tapped at the door.

It opened and my likeness stood before me, looking concerned and stressed. I walked inside the room that was just like mine and over to the bar where I poured myself another whiskey. “How is he?”

“Critical,” Brent replied as I looked at him. He was closer to our dad, though we were similar in our lifestyles. We both traveled a lot, partying all over the globe even though he wanted his only sons to go to college for a Business degree. He wanted us taking over from him, but we were only twenty-one and he was just forty-six, healthy as a horse right along with my mother. Wasn’t he? “Mom said the plane will be at the airport in the next half an hour to get us.”

We had a private plane. We had boats in every ocean that existed and homes in all my parent’s favorite vacation spots. We had everything that money could buy and enough in the bank to keep that going, thanks to the man that was in the hospital right now. He worked hard for us. Who would take care of things now?

 

 

CHAPTER 2

Brent

 

I got off the plane and walked to the car parked near the runway that Mom sent. She sounded so distraught over the phone as they waited breathlessly for news and I just wanted to be there. Brent followed me, quietly and I knew that he was dealing with this in his own way. I was almost surprised that he didn’t stay back since he seemed so into the blonde and was bigger on avoidance than I was. Just because we were twins it didn’t mean that we were wired the same. We were close though. I loved the partying and the women as well, but I was actually considering going to school like Dad had been asking both of us to do for the last couple of years.

Dad.

What would happen if he…I shoved the thought away. Dad was healthier than most men I knew and he’d fight. He wouldn’t leave us, not when I didn’t know what to do if he did. I slipped into the back of the car while Brandon sat across from me, looking quietly out of the window. The car pulled out of the airport and headed to Presbyterian where our family was waiting for us.

It was about a thirty-minute drive and I was shaking by the time Walter pulled into the ER parking lot. I jumped out of the car and Brandon followed me as Walter parked the car to join us in a few minutes. I knew that they were in a private room and strode towards them with my brother following me, seeing my blonde mother and sister sitting together as they listened to something that a man was telling them. He was dressed in the white coat of a doctor, though I noticed that the material was wrinkled as we approached. I saw my mother look past the man to the two of us; the tears sliding down her cheeks as I paused. Brandon crashed into me, asking what was wrong as my mom stood and walked out towards us, followed by a crying Ashley.

I knew that Dad was gone.

We stayed at the hospital for a while longer before I drove all of us to the brownstone in the city, my family’s main home. Ashley was still in high school and lived here to go to the private school that Dad insisted on. She was his princess and mom his queen and he spoiled them to no end, though my brother and I had it good as well. Dad treated all of us well and I didn’t know what was going to happen now.

I got my mom to sleep after a few strong cocktails that she deserved after tonight. She wasn’t normally a drinker, but her nerves were shot and she fell asleep on the couch in front of the television set before I covered her with a blanket.

Ashley was passed out in her room after crying herself to sleep, and I looked in on her for a long moment. She was just sixteen and her life was turned upside down now.

I made my way to the third floor where Brandon and I had large rooms and a loft, seeing his door open. I noticed when he disappeared after we got back here and I was trying not to resent that fact. I walked into the master sized bedroom and saw him looking out over the city from the fortieth story of the building. “Are they asleep?” Brandon asked in a soft voice and I walked over to join him.

“Yes. I think we have tomorrow free to let this settle in. I’d like you to handle as much as possible with me after that, Bran. I need you.” I looked at him as he nodded, knowing how hard this was going to be.

My parents were married for twenty-six years, still in love. A lot of my friends had money as well but their parents weren’t like mine. I grew up with real love and my brother was my everything. We’d slept holding hands in our crib, according to my mom and then shared a room until we needed our space. We were still close and I knew that he might be tempted to handle this a bit differently than I was going to, but we needed to remain a team.

“Of course, I’m just so stunned by this. He was supposed to live longer than anyone, Brent. Both were.” I could hear the pain in my brother’s voice as I looked at the bright lights through the thick window pane.

The days following were a blur. Our family was small, with the only set of grandparents living out in California. There were so many friends, though. They were at the house with Mom a lot while Ashley went to her friend’s house to escape. I think it was a break from lots of sad talk and casseroles for her. Dad was ahead of the game and had details about what he wanted from here. His funeral was to be held at the large Catholic church in town that we’d attended when we were younger. None of us were practicing anymore but Dad was raised Catholic and always held his faith in his heart. Brandon and I picked out a coffin for him and planned the long service, along with the gathering at our house. It was going to be catered by Dad’s favorite restaurant.

It was the longest day of my life. Both my brother and I stayed away from the beer during the entire event, but hit the whiskey the second it was over. There was a lot of grieving as well as a lot of laughter. People told stories about Dad that brought back happy memories and I felt a bittersweet ache in my heart as Brandon passed me the bottle.

We shared it, feeling numb when we went to sleep late into the night. Tomorrow was another day of rest and we were meeting with the family lawyer the following day. I knew Dad and he had his finances all sorted out, so there wouldn’t be any fighting about anything. I just didn’t know what it meant for Brandon and me.

 

 

CHAPTER 3

Brandon

 

I sat up straight in the stuffy office, looking at Brent. “The business?”

“Your father always wanted you to take over the business. I know he pushed you to take some classes at school in the past for that reason.” That’s right. The business degree. “Anyway, I know that he has some good managers on board to teach you the ropes as well as a great team of accountants and all the help that you’ll need.” I glanced at Mom, crying softly as she nodded towards us.

I was twenty-one and my only skill was of the social kind. I graduated high school and just went wild, to what I knew was disapproval from my parents but they gave me my freedom. I knew about the business before this but assumed that it would be at least ten years before I’d have to think about it. Not now. I didn’t know what to do.

I told Brent that I wanted to get a drink and we headed to a favorite corner bar of ours. We ordered beer and sat at the bar to watch the Islanders game as we sipped them. “Do you know shit about running a business?” I asked him as he looked at me and shrugged.

“No, but you heard Larry. We’ll have a lot of help and its Dad’s wish to keep it going. Mom is set to stay in the house and we’re not losing anything, so let’s keep the business going and set up a future for her and Ashley. Mom’s so young still and she can travel and live her life. Do you want her worrying about the business, Bran?” Brent asked as I felt the sting of his words. I didn’t want that. Mom took great care of us kids growing up while Dad worked on the business, while still being an excellent father. She deserved to enjoy life as much as she could without her soul mate, once she recovered a bit more. Mom was also a beautiful woman and she might find love again, in a few years.

I knew that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. She’d throw herself into taking care of Ashley until she was safe in college, hang out with friends and volunteer as she always had. I knew that Mom would be fine in time but for that to happen, we had to do our parts as well.

I nodded and sipped my beer again. “You’re right. We do need to take care of the girls. Let’s go to the office next week and sit down with someone to get a feel for things. I don’t think we’ve been there since we were in school, right?” Dad had arranged for us to put in the hours at school in the office, so we knew a little but I shuddered at the idea of running the whole thing. It seemed like a lot of responsibility.

We had a few more drinks and got a cab home, finding the house dim and quiet. Brent led the way upstairs, where I showered and dropped against my pillows to stare at the ceiling. A lot was going to be changing and I let the past play through my mind. I saw my childhood, teenage years and then all the wild years in order and heard my phone vibrate.

Looking at the screen, I saw that it was a girl in Queens that I hooked up with every now and then. She told me that she was sorry about Dad, having heard it through the grapevine and asked if I wanted to hang out sometime.

I thought about that, wondering if I couldn’t have both. I could run a business and still see people. My father managed, traveling with us a lot when we were younger as well as Mom on their own. I didn’t think that Mom was going to sell any of the vacation homes. I told her that we could hang out over the weekend, since I knew she had her own flat out there now. It wasn’t that this place wasn’t big enough to bring a woman back to my room, though I kept that to a minimum. The plan was for Brent and me to get an apartment, but we traveled so much that it just never happened. We stayed at friend’s a lot here in the city as well.

The house was calming down by the weekend. I knew that Mom was struggling but it was good to see her seeing her friends again. Ashley was going back to school the following Monday and life was going to settle into something again. I met up with Carlie at a local bar, drinking heavily and ending up in her bed much later in the night. I fucked her hard, taking out a lot of my emotions on her from the last couple of weeks, making her cry out my name. “Jesus. What got into you?” She asked as her green eyes looked me over with a lazy sheen to them. Carlie was a pretty woman and I dropped beside her on the mattress, taking a deep breath.

“It’s been a long week,” I admitted before I shrugged. “Two weeks, if I’m counting. I guess I just needed to release some poison.” I winked at her, trying to make light of the situation. “Thanks for being there.”

“Are you nervous about M&P?” Carlie asked me as I took a deep breath.

“I think between Brent and I, we’ll be fine. I hope there’s a good staff there that will let me get some time off,” I joked as my smile faded. Reality was approaching me quickly and I felt her roll onto her side to wrap an arm around my waist.

“You are a wild man but I think you’ll be fine,” she assured me in a sleepy voice as I looked at her in the dim light from her lamp. I debated on sleeping there since tomorrow was Saturday, deciding that I would. We were meeting the heads at M&P at nine on Monday and I might as well have some fun. I knew that my brother was across town with his own girl, even though there was a different feeling to it now. A part of me wanted to be home with Mom and Ashley, making sure that they were doing okay. I knew they’d call if they needed me for anything. Mom didn’t want us to stop living simply because things changed but I’d feel a lot better being there with them.

Fuck. I wanted to stay and have another round with Carlie tomorrow morning so I turned to face her and pull her against me. They would be fine.

I woke up with her the following day and had a quickie before breakfast, something I didn’t usually do with a woman. Carlie was a regular when I was in New York though, so I decided to do it. I liked her though I wasn’t looking for any kind of relationship.

I headed home after taking her to eat, missing Dad when I walked into the front door. There was the smell of coffee on the first floor and I walked into the kitchen to see the chef, Monica. She was working on a dish to freeze and I smiled at her. “Thank God. I’ve had enough with casseroles.”

Monica gave me a warm look with her brown eyes that conveyed sympathy. “I am so sorry for everything.” She loved my father as much as anyone else and I could see the sadness on her face. “I am just trying to get some food in the freezer that you can heat that’s healthy.” I knew that everything that was brought by friends wasn’t always the best option.

“Where’s Mom?” I asked as she glanced at the back of the house. “Porch?” We’d added a porch in the back that was mostly windows so Mom could have a place to sit in the colder months. She often read or did some of her crafts out there, but today I just saw her sipping coffee as I went out to join her. “Morning.” I sat down with my own steaming cup and looked over the city silently for a moment. I finally looked closely at my beautiful mother, who had dark circles under her eyes and red eyes. “How are you doing?”

“I miss him. This was so sudden and he was so full of life, Bran. We had so many years left together.” She turned her soft, green eyes to meet mine. “I know that there is a lot of pressure on you boys, now. I know that you’re going to have to grow up quickly with all of this responsibility, but it is what he wanted.” Her eyes asked me so many questions as I stared at her quietly. “Do him proud?” It was Mom that sat me down and talked to me when she started to hear about all the women and parties, telling me and Brent that we were so intelligent and better than that. However, when you are one of the wealthiest families in the world, a lot of stories get told. They weren’t all true.

Okay, most of them probably were.

“Of course, Mom. I know how hard he worked for all of us. He gave us everything.” I waved my hand around as she wiped a tear from her cheek and nodded. “We’re going Monday for a meeting with the heads. It’ll be good.” I faked my confidence, still unsure of this change in my life. I was going from a life of fast-paced parties and women to working, running a big and very successful company. I knew that I’d be leaning on Brent a lot through this but I wanted to do my part as well. Mom deserved not to worry herself amid all this grieving and Ashley should finish school without distractions, like Brent and I got to do.

“I know that you’re young and him and I both were as well, once upon a time. I don’t expect you to spend your life at the office. I want you to live your life. I just don’t want to sell his hard work, not yet.” She shook her head and looked back out of the window. “I never thought this would happen so soon.”

We drank our coffee and sat together in silence for a while, looking over the buildings.

 

 

CHAPTER 4

Brent

I woke up to the alarm Monday morning, rolling over as I sighed. I had to pull out my suit and go into the office to learn the ropes today. I’d been there as a kid and seen some of the operations, but it was mine now, as well as Brandon’s. I knew that we’d both been out this weekend, drinking and working the stress out of our systems but I felt guilty every moment. I knew that I needed to take care of Mom and Ashley, since our family happened to be small. There were a lot of friends and business partners offering help, making me feel the wonder of how many lives Dad had touched. I heard the alarm blaring through the room again and pushed the button to shut it off as I ran my hands through my hair.

Once I was showered and partly dressed, I walked downstairs with my tie and jacket to get some coffee. Brandon was already there and we exchanged a long look as he poured me a cup. He was dressed in similar black pants and a crisp white shirt and I sipped the hot liquid gratefully. “Ready for this?” His voice was gruff from sleep and I nodded as Mom walked into the room, admiring us both as she gave us each a tight hug.

“You boys look so handsome. Just like your father,” she sniffled a bit with those words, making slow work of preparing her coffee as we allowed her some privacy. “I think you’ll love everyone there. They are kind and welcoming because Dad wouldn’t have it any other way.”

We talked for a bit, eating some toast before we got into the Range Rover to head over to the office. M&P stood for Moyen and Parker, the last names of my father and his best friend. They started the company together, but eventually Jim moved onto something different. I looked at the tall building as we pulled into the garage, feeling my heart palpitating in my chest.

We got inside and went to the tenth floor, where the business took up the entire space. We greeted the receptionist, who gave us a sad smile before she directed us to the conference room in the right corner of the floor. I glanced around at all the offices along with Brandon and saw how many employees were busy with work in the generous spaces that offered beautiful views. Dad wanted nothing but the best for working conditions and I could see the expense of it all as I took a close look around.

The conference room was large and there was already some fruit and pastries on the table. We looked at a man sitting with a folder, who glanced up at us and stood immediately. “The Moyen boys. I have heard so much about you.” He shook our hands and gave us a sympathetic look. “Again, I am so sorry for your loss but we are going to make this as smooth a transition as possible. Your dad ran a tight ship and we are all here to help you keep that aspect of this company. He was also so generous to all of us and the average career here is twelve years and going strong.”

I looked at Brandon, all too aware that we never worked a job for a couple of weeks much less years. He showed us to the spacious break room that offered all the amenities and we made some fresh coffee in the machine before following him back to the conference room. Brandon and I took seats and watched as the room filled with a total of ten people, all shaking our hands and extending their condolences before we got to business.

Dad had an impressive staff of three managers that handled the company, all intelligent and business savvy men. They went over the basics with us, assuring us that there would be a more private meeting many times to come. We spoke with a representative from customer service, a manager, who explained that process to us. I already knew that M&P was one of the best shipping companies due to their stellar customer service and now I saw the reasons why. She was professional and comfortable with her position, not to mention gorgeous.

I noticed many attractive women walking through the offices and I knew that Brandon did as well. I also knew that we needed to keep business and pleasure separate when it came to this building. Dad was obviously a clearly well-respected man and we would never tarnish that image, though some of these people had to read the gossip column.

We sat with the accountant who kept strict detail of the daily finances of the company as well as meeting with us for the taxes on a quarterly basis. I knew that Dad always told us how easy Mark and his assistants made that for him so he could focus on everything else. That part took a while and afterward, we were excused for lunch with an immediate invitation to join Ted and the other managers.

Sitting at a table at The Modern, I looked around the bright room as the sunlight poured through the glass of the generous windows. Brandon seemed to relax beside me and I sensed how tense he was during parts of the meeting. He sipped water as we shared a glance, both noticing that there were a lot of stares in our direction. This would be a news story on close to the front pages, making me a little uncomfortable. I thought that I might be able to control some of my impulses but Brandon was the wilder twin. We sipped ice water over cocktails and ate the meals as we talked shop, though the managers were much more comfortable than the two of us. The lunch lasted over an hour and we headed back to the building, noticing a few cameras during the short walk.

Yes, this was going to be news.

We spent the rest of the day in my father’s former office, comfortable with sharing the space. Ted and the others came in with us, showing us the software on the computer and the ways that we could monitor every aspect of the business. It was fascinating and I marveled at the work that the IT team set into the system, feeling better that they were always available to us in case something went down. I was surprised to glance up and see the lights going off in the offices as people left, realizing that it was six at night.

We walked to the car, quiet until we were alone. “That place was a trip,” Brandon said softly as I started the engine. “Did you see all of the pussy in there?” I chuckled, knowing my brother all too well.

“I did but we have to keep it clean in there, Bran. It’s business and we have to do right by Dad.” I stopped at a light and gave him a firm look. “Shit, with the cameras I almost want to tone it down completely. This is a news story.”

“Lots of business tycoons make it work with a sketchy lifestyle. Look at Trump. He’s going for the presidency!” Brandon quipped as we both shook our heads. That was mind boggling to us. “We’re just running a shipping business.”

We got home where Mom heated up some chicken and vegetables, sitting down to enjoy a private family dinner for the first time in a while. She still looked a bit pale but listened to us with a strong smile on her face as we told her every detail. Ashley looked on as she took small bites of food, clearly missing Dad as she leaned back in the chair.

I offered to take her out to dinner sometime this week, wanting to get into my sister’s head. She was a good girl, not anywhere near as wild as Brandon or I at that age. Ashley agreed with a weak smile, disappearing to do some homework after dinner was over as I sighed and stretched.

I decided to work out in the home gym before shutting down for the night, putting in two hours before I looked into Brandon’s room to see him grinning as he sent a text to someone. I knew the look, having seen it for the past several years. We looked alike but he was the charmer, adding a few more notches to his bed than I had. He also put more effort into it than I did. “Who is your latest victim?” I asked as I walked into the room, causing him to look up.

“Her name is Nadia. She’s a bartender at The Sports Corner. I met her the other night,” he replied as I shook my head and walked over to the window. “You work out?”

“Yeah. You should try it sometime so you can be as hot as I am,” I joked as he gave me a smirk. “I’ll sleep like a good boy before work tomorrow. We’re going to be there a lot, you know. Just like Dad was.”

“I know. You can do everything since I’ll be tired from this girl,” he said as I shot him a look. “Shit, I’m kidding. I’ll be a big boy about this.”

“I hope so,” I said as I left him to his phone and went to shower before bed. I dropped on my pillows and sighed as I wished that I could talk to Dad right now. I missed our talks and I looked out of the window at the bright sky for a long moment.

 

 

CHAPTER 5

Brandon

I realized that the days at the office were going to be long early on. I was staying up late, sometimes texting and sometimes seeing a new girl here and there and I noticed my brother’s dark looks a few weeks in as I yawned yet again. “Brandon,” he said in frustration from the computer as I stood by the window. He was such a good boy and kept his recreational activity to a minimum and I felt the looks from my family every day.

“I’m fucking here, Brent. What do you want from me?” I demanded after I made sure that the office door was closed. It was a private office and I thanked Dad every day for that.

“Help? There’s a lot to do here even with the staff.” He barked at me, frowning as he read something.

“Dad had an assistant sometimes, right? His own person to help him, not managers or anyone out there?” I was getting an idea as Brent looked at me. He nodded. “We could do that.”

“What are you thinking?” Brent asked as he leaned back and ran a hand through his messy hair.

“There are a lot of gorgeous women here and as much as they flirt, we can’t go there with staff.” He had a good point. Some of the women had gone far in their flirtations, even popping up in here half-naked to try and seduce us. “So, we get an assistant. We look for a hot woman that will assist us with everything.”

“You think we need a sex slave for this place?” I asked, admitting that my cock twitched at the idea.

“In part. She could be smart and help with other things, though we’d be less on edge here at the office.” Brandon’s eyes were gleaming as he spoke and I frowned at him. Dad would never do this, but he was a happily married man when he started the business. He had no reason too, since he had a loving wife at home. He still worked hard here and I wondered if we could do the same.

It also wouldn’t be the first time that we shared a woman. There were a few times that happened, both in high school and afterward. Women like the idea of two hot guys fucking them, and being twins just sweetened the pot. I looked around the spacious office thoughtfully, complete with a sofa and an extra desk that would work for someone, as well as the desk outside of the office. The only windows that we had were looking over the city, with the office being at the end of the building and very private if we closed the door.

The door also locked.

“I don’t know, “ I said, even though I missed the nights with the women now that we were working. This was a sudden change for me, though I didn’t vocalize it as much as Brandon.

“Let’s just do some interviews. Everyone knows how busy we are,” Brandon suggested as I gave him a long look.

“Fine,” I agreed as he grabbed the spare laptop and typed something in. It was always busy around here and we didn’t always want to bother the rest of the staff, and if we had someone running the office that was well-trained, we could take a bit of time off here and there. It might be a great idea.

The interviews started the following week and we interviewed a few women as people looked on in the office. The girls were young, close to our age and beautiful since we made sure of that fact before we went ahead with a meeting. We ended up hiring a beautiful Japanese American woman that had a college degree in business but also understood what we were interested in. Her name was Cecile Lee and she was twenty-three with a degree in Business, though that wasn’t the main reason that we selected her. In the final interview, we outlined clearly what we wanted from her and explained that she would be signing a contract that would not allow her to reveal anything that happened in the building. She raised a perfect eyebrow at the mention of sexual favors in the office but a long look at the two of us with her dark eyes ended with a provocative smile.

Once we agreed on the terms, we hired Cecile and handed her a thick stack of paperwork to fill out for the job. She filled it out, reading it carefully before signing each paper. We told her that she could start the following Monday, high-fiving one another when she closed the door behind her.

“Did you see that sweet little ass?” Brandon asked as I felt my cock stirring. I sure did. Cecile was petite but I could tell that she was feisty. I sensed that she was going to be a fun addition to the office.

“I can’t wait to see those tits,” I agreed as Brandon nodded. We still had Friday and the weekend until she started but I was certain there was some women that would welcome us into their beds.

Getting it at the office would make us both relax and it was quite the setup. There was the large desk, the couch, and even the bathroom that was attached to the office. My father liked to work and didn’t want to go far from that, and I thanked him for that. I was slightly ashamed of what we were doing in his former space, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t bring Mom in here a time or two. They were very much in love and highly affectionate towards one another.

I pushed that idea out of my head, walking towards the computer to try and get some work done. I felt some nagging doubt about what we were doing, but we couldn’t get involved with any of the women here. We were owners of the company and that was not a possibility, no matter how gorgeous or willing they were. Cecile knew the deal and seemed more than eager to please us, and I knew that work was going to get that much better now.

Brandon and I left the office with smiles on our faces, answering vaguely about the new assistant. I assured the managers that we were swamped with work and she was just going to lend a hand. We didn’t want to bother them with every little thing.

Dad had assistants so it wasn’t new and they seemed to accept that. We got into the car and shared a long look and grins before heading home for dinner.

We didn’t tell Mom our plan. She just needed to know that we were working hard in the company and that we were going to take care of her and Ashley. With a woman in the office, we could spend more time at home with them. It was a perfect situation.

We left the office Friday night to go and meet some friends for drinks and dinner, since Mom and Ashley had plans that night. The sports bar was packed and we sat at a table with a great view of the hockey game in the background, eating some appetizers and sharing a pitcher of beer.

Brandon finished the night by leaving with a leggy brunette on his arm, looking ready for a little action. I’d noticed a blonde and once we got to talking, I decided to leave with her for a little fun.

After a wild Friday and Saturday night, we were able to sleep in on Sunday and get back to the tradition of supper with Mom and Ashley. It was bittersweet and Mom shed a few tears through the meal, but we kept sitting there and talking through the hard emotions. We sipped beers on the open porch once we were alone and Brandon looked over the lights of the city.

“Tomorrow is the day,” he said gruffly as he looked at me. “I think it will be the best thing. Mom needs us and we can work and play throughout the day. It’s perfect.”

“I think so as well,” I agreed, ready to try and balance our lives. We needed the touch of a woman but we also needed to run the company in Dad’s memory. We needed to take care of our mother and our sister.

 

 

CHAPTER 6

Brandon

I rose early on Monday morning, showering, and dressing in a crisp suit before I went down for some coffee. Brent was already there, looking as eager as I felt to be going to the office and he talked easily with Mom as she sat at the breakfast bar with her own cup of coffee. Today seemed to be a good day and I felt some sense of pride that I’d managed to come up with the idea of Cecile.

We left for the office only slightly early, arriving before our new assistant. We went into the office and left the door open as we warmed up the computers, waiting for her to arrive as we nibbled on the bagels that we’d grabbed on the way in. Cecile was in perfect shape and though she might not appreciate the carbs, she would have to appreciate the gesture.

We looked up as someone filled the doorway, seeing the petite woman looking in on us. She was dressed in a fitted black pencil skirt and a crisp white shirt, and Cecile had accented her wide eyes with dark liner and mascara. She wore red lipstick and I stared at her lips for a moment, wondering what it would be like to have her wrapped around my cock. “Good morning,” Brent greeted her as she smiled and walked inside towards us. “Welcome to M&P.”

We showed her the break room and all the amenities that it offered, as well as the public restroom. We also assured her that we had a private one attached to our office as heat flushed her flawless, pale skin. Cecile looked around before she led the way back to the office and I was glad that nobody was around to see her pink cheeks at that moment.

Brent took her into the office and started showing her the software and how it worked. She did need to know the business as well as everything else, at the very least for appearances. I came around the desk and looked over her shoulder as I took a long look at the slit in her skirt, just in the side. It showed off her toned legs and I licked my lips as she looked at Brent with a slow smile. I pulled up a chair and slipped my hand over her skirt as she stilled, underneath the slit to rub her knee gently. He looked at me and then his eyes ran down her body as I stroked her a little harder with every moment that passed. “You two don’t waste any time, do you?” Cecile asked in a low voice as I glanced at the locked door.

“You’re gorgeous. Why would we?” I asked her as Brent watched my sliding hand further up her thigh. “Are you wet for us, Cecile?”

She sucked in her breath and Brent slipped a hand into her silky bob as she stared into his face. He leaned in to kiss her as I slipped my hand up between her legs, finding the lace of her underwear damp. I teased her through the material, hearing her moan against my brother’s lips before I pushed my fingers under the material. Her legs were pressed tight together due to the style of the skirt, but I found her needy slit and stroked it as she shuddered underneath my hand.

Brent was kissing her harder and I felt her jerk against my hand. Cecile was so fucking wet and I slipped a finger inside of her as she whimpered. Brent was tonguing her mouth, his hands in her hair as I slipped two fingers in and out, still palming her clit.

Fuck, she was tight. My cock was hard in my pants but I wanted to build her up to this and prepare her for me, for us. I wasn’t going to force myself on her just like that, willing to give her time. The way that she was reacting to me, I knew that we were both going to hear her come soon.

Cecile fell over the edge with my brother’s tongue in her mouth and his hand cupping her perky, little breast. She rocked against me as I felt her heat washing over my fingers, loving the feeling. This woman was going to be ours and I felt a sense of peace come over me and I pulled my hand out of her to slip my fingers inside of my mouth. She was sweet and I closed my eyes as I memorized her taste.

When I opened my eyes, Brent had his shirt open and was sucking eagerly on her nipple. She was back against my chest as she moaned softly and I inhaled the sweet cherry scent of her hair. How far was this going to go?

He pulled away, his eyes dark and hungry as Cecile gasped for air. She stood on wobbly knees and made her way to the bathroom as Brent and I stared at each other. His mouth was smeared with her lipstick and I had her taste on my fingers and lips, still hard. “Best fucking idea ever,” he told me softly as I smiled in agreement.

Cecile did work at her desk at times and made friends with a few women in the building. She made up a story of a long-term boyfriend to make it seem like she wanted nothing more than a job here, since we had a reputation. She was a smart woman that knew her job, but she also was learning a lot about our needs.

I don’t know who fucked her first but I took her on the bathroom counter one morning while Brent was taking Mom somewhere. I didn’t care if I was first. I just knew that the office door was locked and she was naked before me, her pussy milking my cock as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I fucked her hard and slow, feeling her nipples against my chest as she dug her nails into my back. I knew that I was close as I rocked into her, her body moving right along with me as I stretched her open. “Fuck, Cici. You are so tight,” I told her as I felt her tearing my skin open. I was thankful for the extra package of white shirts that I had as well as the small shower, letting myself go into the condom that I wore. She cried out as she came around me, making me jerk as her heat pressed through the latex and made me keep coming.

“Brandon, you feel so good,” she said as she pressed her lips to my neck, pulsing around me. I fucked her again, slowly this time before I pulled out and let her slip to the floor.

“You’re beautiful,” I told her as she blushed and smiled, leaning over to collect her red dress. She wore lipstick that matched it perfectly, a red shade that was smeared over my cock as she pulled the dress over her head. I slipped the new condom off and added it to the trash with the other one, wrapped in toilet paper as she leaned forward and fixed her face.

I watched her stroll into the office where she’d dropped her purse as I slipped off the shirt and pants to step into the shower. By the time I was rinsed off and dressing again, her face was again flawless and not showing a single sign of what had just happened.

We returned to the office to work, checking on new accounts as she shared long looks with me every now and then. Brent arrived about an hour after our tryst and looked at both of us as he set his briefcase down. “How’s Mom?” I asked as he glanced at me curiously.

“She’s fine. The doctor said that everything looked good, though he gave her something to help her sleep,” Brent replied as I nodded somberly. I knew that she was having trouble sleeping, often having nightmares. She admitted it to us in hushed tones and that was when Brent decided to take her to the doctor.

Cecile was aware of everything that was going on, offering him a sympathetic glance from the laptop that she was working on. Her hair was perfect and hung over her face as he took a seat and let out a sigh.

“Is everything good here?” He asked, giving me a long and questioning gaze.

“It’s perfect,” I assured him as Cecile blushed a bit from her spot at the other desk. “We’ve gotten a lot done today.” I knew that Brent noticed my double meaning as he cocked his eyebrow at me, shaking his head slowly.

“I’ll bet.” Cecile had been working for us for a month now. We’d fooled around together and separately with her, both of us tasting her sweet pussy and mouth. I assumed that she’d slept with Brent since I wasn’t always here but it didn’t matter. She just fucked me and she felt fucking amazing. In time., things would only heat up. I would have another threesome with my twin, hotter than any of the others.

I had no interest in a serious relationship, still sleeping with other women on the weekends if I was out partying. We were the owners of a successful company but turned twenty-two six months after Dad left us. It was a bittersweet celebration at our favorite restaurant in New York with our family. In a past life, we might be on a beach somewhere warm and tropical with some local women.

Cecile was the one thing that kept us sane and responsible. The times that I had her lips around my cock as I fucked her mouth, or lapped away at her pussy grounded me.

It was after that morning tea, when I walked in and saw her bent over the couch with my brother thrusting inside of her. I knew that they were doing something, since there was no sign of her outside and the door was locked. I opened the door quickly, locked it again as I watched them. Her body was jerking forward as she cried out softly, her head at the end of the couch.

I walked around, seeing her lips parted as Brent fucked her hard and fast. We’d not approached the idea of a threesome yet, but I felt my cock harden as I looked down at her. Cecile seemed to sense my presence and her eyes opened as she stared up at me with a dazed gaze.

I looked at her and then my brother behind her, seeing him spread her legs open to take her harder as he nodded at me. I dropped my pants and my cock sprung forward as I cupped her face in my hands. She moaned before I slipped between her lips, feeling her mouth wrap around me as I closed my eyes. I felt the impact of Brent against her ass, pushing her forward as I slipped into the back of her throat.

It felt fucking good.

I could feel my release building before Brent cried out her name and stilled, just as she sucked me deep in her throat and whimpered. I opened my eyes and watched as she shook against Brent before I shot my seed deep into her throat.

After she had some time to recover, I slipped a condom on and dropped her on her back on the couch. Her nipples were red from teeth and I pushed her legs up, resting her feet on my shoulders before I slipped inside of her. Cecile rocked against me as I took her repeatedly, moving faster as Brent watched us from the window, where he stood with his pants on and his eyes dark with hunger.

 

 

CHAPTER 7

Brent

I was fresh from fucking Cecile when Brandon moved her to her back, plunging inside of her. He’d already come in her mouth just after she and I had come seconds apart. I watched her body rock with him, hungry for sex. She was the perfect woman for us and I ran a hand through my hair as I watched them fucking. I knew that we’d both had her individually at this point, a fact that didn’t matter as I watched them right now. She loved this. Cecile had signed onto this and was taking our cocks like a pro.

I couldn’t thank my brother enough for this idea. I watched as she trembled beneath him before stumbling into the bathroom to clean up, staring at my bloodshot eyes in the mirror for a long moment. It was still mid-morning and we had plenty of time left to get some real work done. It worked out that all three of us enjoyed working some nights and we took the time to be alone in the building once a week or so.

Mom bought it, knowing how much Dad worked. What he did here at night was a far cry from what Brandon and I were doing, but she didn’t have to know that. We seemed to want to fuck Cecile more than working anyway, and it just got hotter. Once we were both with her, it came naturally to all of us and she happily took one of us in her mouth while the other one filled her pussy each and every time.

When she told me to fuck her in the ass one night, I felt myself thicken as I looked at my brother. He tossed me some lube as he and Cecile moved together on the couch, buried deep inside of her pussy as I stroked my cock with the lube. I slipped her cheeks apart, teasing her with my finger as I had before and hearing her groan as the tip slipped inside of her.

Cecile was perfect.

I eased her tight entrance open and prepped her before I slipped my cock inside of her. Brandon and I both paused, pinning her between us for a moment to let her adjust. I slipped my free hand around to cup her breast, stroking her nipple as she let out a soft groan. I heard her begin to beg in a wavering voice as Brandon moved first and then me, taking her with a rhythm that made my cock so hard as she enveloped both of us with her body.

It was perfect as we moved in sync, filling her as she rocked with us. I knew that none of us would last long, pinching her tight nipple as she whimpered and arched her back as much as she could against me. Within a few more thrusts, I was filling her ass as she jerked and clutched Brandon’s chest. I knew that she was coming as well and he was the last one as he stilled before thrusting inside of her roughly once or twice more.

We both pulled put slowly, as I fell back against the couch and she dropped over his body. I took several deep breaths as I closed my eyes, thankful for the empty office. We tried to reserve the more hardcore sex for those times but sometimes it was too easy to give in to her hot little body.

I could tell that the office was buzzing every time that one of us walked through the halls. I hoped that they hadn’t put the pieces together but Cecile spent a lot of time in the office and we had reputations. There was still chatter in the papers about our womanizing, but it seemed to lessen now that we had such a sweet deal at work. There was still the occasional weekend at the bar and the easy women but we spent a lot of time at home with the family as well. Mom was bouncing back slowly, spending time with friends and even planning an Alaskan cruise with them. It was during Ashley’s break and she asked if our sister wanted to join her.

They both packed for their early September trip. Ashley went to a private school and her time off varied from the public schools in the area. It didn’t hurt that she was a gifted student and could make up the week that she was taking on her own accord without any issues.

We took them to the airport, kissing them goodbye on that Saturday morning before we walked back to the car. We planned on picking Cecile up and heading over to the house in The Hamptons for a night and part of tomorrow. It was a bold move going out with her in public but well worth the risk as she walked out of the building with some luggage and sunglasses over her beautiful eyes. Cecile slipped into the back seat with the tinted windows and shook her hair out as she leaned forward for a kiss from each of us. I grinned and pulled out into traffic to head to the gorgeous mansion, looking forward to the time away from the city. We knew people there but the weekend was going to be a quiet one and we’d stay inside, going out to get food and keeping everything low key.

Cecile gasped as we pulled into the four-car garage, leaning forward as she touched Brandon’s arm. “This is beautiful.”

The spacious brick home was one of the most beautiful homes on this stretch of beach, and it was at the end. We had a lot of privacy here. I got out, followed by the other two and we managed to get the luggage into one of the large bedrooms before we gave her a tour. The house had ten bedrooms and five bathrooms, even though we only planned to use one of each this weekend. The kitchen was ready for cooking and stocked by staff every time we were coming down.

Dad had a grill in the back by the pool as well as anything we could need in the chef’s kitchen, so there was no reason to leave the house at all. I understood that being seen with Cecile could be risky, once it was leaked that she was our assistant. Brandon had caught wind of some of the speculation around the building, causing us to tone it down for some while we were working.

Here, we didn’t have to do that. Cecile dropped her dress right in front of us to slip on a tiny green bikini as I watched her intently. That ass called to me now and she tossed us a look over her shoulder before telling us to get ready for the pool.

Brandon chuckled as he dressed in his board shorts first before heading outside. The backyard was private enough, but he checked around before Cecile came out in large sunglasses. Brandon got started on some drinks in the blender as she slipped into the water, and I watched her nipples react to the cool water. I twitched and stepped into the pool myself, swimming over to her as she sat on the wide step and smiled at me. “What are you doing?” She teased me as I nudged the top aside to take a nipple into my mouth. I slipped a hand between her legs, stroking the material of the suit before slipping my fingers underneath.

The water was cool but she was slick with need as I pumped two fingers inside of her. Cecile dropped her head back as Brandon brought us each a drink, taking in the action with an amused expression. “You couldn’t wait, could you?” He made a reprimanding noise as Cecile groaned and looked into his face. He sat beside her, his legs in the water as he played with her free nipple leisurely for a moment. Cecile was ready to blow and he leaned down to kiss her as she started to jerk against my hand as I thumbed her needy clit. She groaned against his tongue as her release rocked through her body and over my hand for a fleeting second before it disappeared into the water of the pool. Brandon continued to kiss her slowly as she recovered, offering her a drink as she pulled away.

We all swam around for a bit to cool off after the drive before resting on chaise lounges that were scattered along the edge. Cecile chose something in the shade to protect her pale skin while we took the full brunt of the sun. I missed Dad and the family as I let the peace take me over, but I needed this. I hoped that Mom and Ash were doing the same on their trip.

After a couple of hours of dozing, Brandon stretched as Cecile watched him closely. “I am going to see about making something to eat.” His voice was husky and I watched as they shared a glance before he strolled into the living room before smiling at me.

“Do you like it here?” I asked her as she nodded lazily.

“I can see you boys growing up here, playing on the beach,” she mused as I laughed.

“Every fucking second was spent out there. Mom always brought a nanny along just to get anything done.” I smiled sadly at the memory and sipped the melting Pina colada. “We’ll go later on, after we eat. It’s a very private stretch of the beach and especially pretty at night, with the stars in the sky.”

“Great idea,” she agreed with a soft laugh. “The sun is not your friend when you have this skin.”

Brandon returned with something on a plate, lighting the charcoal before he placed the meat over the flame. He started the other grill and cooked what was I assumed his marinated veggies along with some Jerk chicken, judging from the scent of the food that was in the air. Cecile seemed to doze for a while as he was cooking, curled up in her oversized chair as I smiled at her.

We ate at the smaller bistro table, sipping more drinks as she moaned over the food. There was something about eating in this setting with the ocean waves just feet away as the salty wind blew over our skin. After the meal, we snacked on fresh fruit before Cecile insisted on cleaning up.

When the place was clean and the sun was going down, we made our way to the sand as I took in the ocean. Cecile walked barefoot over to the water, bathed in the orange flow of the setting sun as I stared at her. Brandon walked to the edge of the water and they joined hands as their lips curled into smiles. I couldn’t help but snap a picture with my phone, knowing that it was vague with the bright sunset, though still gorgeous.

We frolicked in the waves as the sky darkened further and Cecile smiled brightly as she ran away from us. We were all still in our suits and Brandon tackled her, gently bringing her down in the water as she laughed. The tide was rising and we’d been moving with it, so the waves just brushed against her. I was a few feet behind, taking a break and when I reached them I could hear her moaning about the sound of the ocean. Cecile was on her back with her legs spread as his hand teased her under the material of her bottoms. I could see that he was fucking her with his fingers and stopped to watch as I imagined the bed in the house. I was just waiting for her naked body and I adjusted myself as I watched my brother plunged harder inside of her as he spoke in a low voice.

“Brandon, yes. Yes!” Her voice rose as she cried out and jerked against him, and I could tell that she was coming. I glanced up and down the beach, seeing nobody anywhere on it and focused on her nipples straining against the cloth of her top, wet with the water.

We both helped her up once she was done, and walked towards the house as she took ragged breaths. We walked into the house and locked the doors on the lower floor and headed upstairs where we showered. Cecile started on her own but both Brandon and I joined her as he stepped behind her and cupped her breasts. I reached down to stroke my cock as I watched him kiss her neck before I walked forward and dropped to my knees to taste her pussy with my tongue. Even with the water dripping down her thighs, I could taste her release from earlier and I found her clit with my teeth, drawing it into my mouth as she whimpered. I kept stroking myself as I looked up to see Brandon pinching her beautiful pink nipples as I tugged at her.

Cecile was a weak mess by the time we left the bathroom and carried her to the bed. I looked at Brandon and he nodded with understanding as he walked to the luggage for the soft binds that we’d bought to surprise her. I was kissing her as Brandon tied her arms to the headboard, making her eyes widen as she groaned. “What’s this?”

“You’re ours tonight,” he told her as I kissed her again, tracing down her body with my hand as she shivered. I made my way down her neck before I reached for a condom, sliding it over my shaft as I looked down at her.

 

 

CHAPTER 8

Brandon

I watched as Brent pulled her legs to his shoulders and started to fuck her. I’d shot off in my shorts making her come on the beach but I’d be ready for more soon as I watched her eyes flutter with the force of his thrusts. Cecile was on the petite side but she took us both so easily, asking for more all the time. I knew that she was going to come when she started shaking, her perfect breasts rocking with the fucking. She screamed Brent’s name as he groaned and stilled for just a moment, triggered by her tight pussy.

I watched him drop beside her on the large bed, breathing deeply as he reached for the cold beer on the night stand.

The windows were open to let the ocean breeze inside of the room and I stalked towards her, flipping Cecile onto her stomach. She moaned as I pushed her to her knees and reached for another condom. She was still wet from Brent as I took her, closing my eyes as her wet heat surrounded me.

This was bit off the plan for us, but the house was empty and we had a long weekend off. Cecile easily agreed and this way we would not have to hold back. I could make as much noise as I wanted to, slapping her pale ass if I wanted to and letting her know how hard that I was coming. It always had to be contained in the office and we all knew that there was some suspicion around the office already. Brent and I weren’t too concerned since we already had reputations but we didn’t want Cecile blacklisted if she ever wanted to leave. She was a strong worker outside of the sex and if she ever chose to leave, we didn’t want her to have a difficult time finding another job.

Cecile was great in bed but we all knew that it was just sex.

We spent the weekend alternating between sex and swimming, eating whenever our bodies demanded the fuel. It seemed like the time flew before we were driving back into the city, dropping Cecile off at her apartment.

Brent and I took our stuff to our rooms before we showered for the night. Work was tomorrow and we needed some rest after the weekend, dropping into bed. I played back the best moments in my mind, seeing Cecile’s face as she came screaming for us. We had more surprises that just tying her up and she loved the toys that we used on her, one busy with that while the other pleasured her in other ways. It was one of the longest running affairs with one woman for either of us and I grew curious as to whether or not that was becoming more than sex for anyone. I did not do relationships and Brent was wired the same way, although I could see him settling down before I did.

He was up before me, making coffee as I came into the kitchen dressed for work. The house seemed so quiet and I looked around, hoping that Mom and Ashley were having a good time.

We left for the office and went straight to the inside, getting everything ready inside. The building was coming to life and I listened to the voices floating down the hallway, relieved that we had something of a private area.

We did hear the chair outside of the door and grinned at each other. Cecile appeared at the door, greeting us softly as she walked inside, dressed in a black dress with heels. “Good morning,” Brent replied as I smiled at her. There was something on her face that made me frown and she closed the door and sat down on the couch.

“I have some bad news,” Cecile told both of us, looking at the floor. “My grandmother is ill in Japan and my mother wants me to go with her to see her. It looks like we don’t have a lot of time left with her. I don’t know how long that would be and I don’t expect you to hold my job for me.”

“You’re leaving?” I asked as she nodded, finally looking up.

“I have to. My family is close and I need to be there for Mom and Grandma, not to mention the others.” As good as Cecile was in bed and on the job, I did know that her family meant a lot to her. “I don’t want to end this on bad terms, though.”

Brent cleared his throat and I glanced at him. “We lost our dad recently and we understand. You have been an amazing employee…and more, but it would never be a bad ending.”

“Really? I appreciate that so much,” Cecile told him as she looked at us. She looked so relieved and I let out a breath. “I can contact you if we’re back anytime soon, assuming you have this opening. The trips to Japan usually last a long time, though.”

“Don’t even worry about that. We are willing to send you off with a letter of recommendation if there are no openings here. You’ll be fine. Focus on your family.” Brent spoke again and I sat down and looked her over, remembering all the good times. It was a perfect mess and I wondered if we could find it all again with someone else.

Unfortunately, Cecile had to resign rapidly and she was gone that day. We sat in the office after she left and Brent worked on the computer while I replied to some emails. “It was great having an assistant. Think we should get another one?” I asked as he paused to give me a long look.

“Another woman, you mean?” He pressed as I nodded.

“Yes. That made the office so much better,” I reminded my brother as he chuckled.

“I think that Cecile got out just in time. People were starting to pay attention. How would we avoid that with another one?” He asked as I sipped some coffee.

“We got a bit carried away this time. We could play it down a lot, maybe have another place for the fun part of the job?” I suggested as he ran a hand through his hair.

“I did like having the stress relief and it was good being home more, particularly in your case. You were even awake the past few weeks here in the office.” Brent teased me as I laughed. “I guess we can try the process and see what happens.”

He did an ad the same way as before, trying to keep it under the radar. Although, we could just explain that we were replacing Cecile. We owned this company and could do whatever we wanted. I pushed aside any worries, looking forward to what was going to happen next.

Within a week, we had a few interviews lined up. I did notice that it was nice to have an extra pair of hands to help with the business in that time, even though I had a lot of fun after hours. With our house being empty for a few nights, I filled my bed with a few women as well as going to their places. Brent shook his head at me a few times, but I was always at work.

Mom was home when we started interviewing new women, having a total of ten to choose from. They were all gorgeous but we settled on a blonde this time, explaining the requirements for the job. She seemed a bit surprised as she looked from me to my brother, but I could see the attraction in your eyes. “How does that work when we need to be getting shipping business done here?” Her green eyes were shrewd as she lifted an eyebrow to look at Brent.

Her name was Veronica Tate and she came with a great degree and some intern experience, though probably not in sex like we needed.

“There might be some nights required. We will be focusing on this business as well, of course,” Brent told her smoothly as she pressed her hands into her black pencil skirt and took a breath. We’d given her the information on her generous salary and benefit package that came along with the job and knew that it would be hard to turn down. “This will be enjoyable for all of us, Miss Tate. I assure you that we wouldn’t do anything that wasn’t to your liking, but an open mind is always a good thing in life.” She looked at me and I smiled assuringly at her as she licked her full pink lips.

“I’ll take the job,” she told us as Brent grinned and nodded.

She started the following Monday and Brent let it get around the office that we’d hired a new assistant. He was the more convincing of the two of us and seemed to manage to make it believable. That Monday, we got there early and ready to show her the ropes but it was Veronica that walked into our office wearing a tight pink dress, closing the door.

“I was an escort for a short time in college. I keep that off my resume, but I assume that you won’t mind at all.” Her lips were curled into a dark pink smile and I stared as she walked over to us on tall black heels.

“Damn,” I said as Brent gave me a long look.

 

 

CHAPTER 9

Brent

Veronica gave us both impressive blow jobs that morning, throwing us off for the rest of the day. We showed her the software after that, finding her a quick learner as she leaned forward to enter some data. We explained that we had a hotel room for the wilder times and she agreed to that plan as we talked about the daily expectations.

Veronica was different than Cecile and had a confidence that didn’t quit. She was a trust fund kid as well, just with brains and a college degree. Veronica made friends in the company and I suspected early on that she had other lovers, but she signed the same papers that Cecile did about keeping our involvement quiet.

If she didn’t, we would go ahead with a lawsuit.

She was sleeping with us within the first week of her employment, not holding back at all. Veronica must have made a hell of an escort, working late in the hotel room we’d arranged on a weekly basis.

I still saw other girls as always, mostly on the weekends while I still managed to be home with Mom.

We started to see the numbers go up in the company, realizing that we were doing a good job. We knew that it had everything to do with the staff as well, throwing a luncheon to thank them for their help six months into our beginning the job.

Veronica sat with some of the girls, nibbling on salad in the conference room for lunch. I sensed that she didn’t care if people gossiped about us, which they had to be after the animal sex I’d had with her earlier today. Brandon was taking care of the catering for the lunch and I had her bent over the desk, naked and fucking her sweet, willing pussy. Veronica was a bit curvier than Cecile, with heavy tits and a curvy ass that I smacked a lot when we were in the hotel room. I knew that I cried out a little louder than I should have this morning when I came over her back, neglecting to use a condom in our rush.

Her scream didn’t help matters, at least before I covered her mouth.

I caught her eyes across the room as she sat at the table, looking flawless with red lipstick that matched her vintage dress. Veronica winked at me before she laughed at something someone said to her. I wondered how we’d never come across one another in our shared social circle but it was probably best that we were just meeting.

The day continued at a local bar, since everyone was feeling a bit like letting go. Brent and I joined them, making sure that Mom didn’t need anything first before we walked down the street. The employees that were married with families went home for the most part, but there was a good crowd at the large sports bar tonight. It was a Friday and we could all let loose a bit, so why not? I knew that Brandon and I had kept to ourselves learning the ropes and being so involved with our assistants, so I looked at this as a chance to get to know them in a casual setting.

We picked a table away from the bar and chatted with people as they came by. We had a lot of beautiful women working for the company, many that made it obvious they would be up for a night with one or the both of us during private conversation.

We gently declined, watching Veronica throughout the night. More than that, some of our regular acquaintances showed up. They hugged us a little longer than needed, whispering ideas into our ear as Brandon and I looked at each other. Before too long, there was a group around the table, talking and laughing as we observed the group that could easily become an orgy.

It was Brandon that realized Veronica was in the stock room with someone as he walked past. He heard her familiar moan and after listening, determined that she was with another woman. The idea made both of us hot as we ordered shots, sucking them back as we waited to see who she came out with. When she did appear, she was with another one of the assistants, Tracy. We didn’t know her well, but she was a hot brunette and the way she stood so closely to our assistant, likely more than just friends with her.

Veronica made her way to our table later, leaning in to ask if she could use the room tonight. Tracy wanted to spend the night with her, and Veronica informed us that she offered her a couple of guys as well. I mentioned that we were her bosses but Veronica giggled and told her that Tracy would be tied up and blindfolded. If we didn’t talk, we could do anything that we wanted to her. Cocks were cocks, right?

We gave her a key to leave earlier than we did, as Brandon hit me in the arm. “The fuck?”

“She is bold but brilliant,” I told him as he nodded. We stuck around for another hour, figuring that the girls were having a good time. I sent a text to Veronica to let her know that we were on her way, and true to her words, Tracy was blindfolded. We looked over her curvy body, used well by Veronica as she sucked on Tracy’s nipple as we watched intently.

We were silent as Brandon knelt before her to stroke her pussy, making the woman moan. She sounded broken and I glanced at Veronica with an impressed gaze, wondering what the hell she did to her. I moved behind her, leaning in to taste her pussy with my tongue as she sucked in her breath. I imagined Tracy’s tongue where mine was now, making my cock harden as I spread Veronica open for better access.

Once Brandon made Tracy come and I had Veronica all over my lips, he moved to stick his cock in Tracy’s mouth, straddling her face. No words were spoken, as difficult as that was while Veronica pressed me to my back and rode me hard and fast. We brought a large box of condoms with us and I had managed to slip one on just before she jumped on me.

Her hand was tweaking Tracy’s clit, making her yelp as Brandon fucked her face. Once he was done and coming deep in her throat, he moved her over and slipped a condom on. He gave me a wicked look before he slid inside of her, her raw moan filling the room.

This was more than we could have ever expected and we enjoyed the girls throughout the night. We took turns with them as well as watching them together. Veronica was into both sexes and lapped away at her friend hungrily while one of us fucked her from behind. Tracy was also quick to please when Veronica sat on her face, licking her hungrily until the blonde was losing it, all the while coming around one of our cocks.

After a couple of hours, we were all spent and Brandon and I made a quiet exit to let them rest. “Did we really just fuck another employee?” He asked as I nodded, as we waited for a cab. Veronica swore that she would never say a word about who we were. She also mentioned that it might not be the only time, since she knew a lot of people.

We went inside at around three, heading right to our rooms. We were exhausted with the night we’d enjoyed and just had lunch plans with Mom the following afternoon. Oddly enough, both Tracy and Veronica were dining together at the same place. We nodded in their direction as we led Mom across the room to a table and she followed our gazes as we got settled. “Who are they?” She asked as Brandon looked at me.

“They work for us.” I said as she gave me a suspicious look. “Mom, we know better than to get involved with anyone in the office. Dad taught us well while we were growing up.”

She smiled wistfully at me. “It never stopped you from the ladies but I suppose I understand. We were all young once.” She sipped her water and looked at me again, with more of a serious expression this time. “I am told that you’re doing well there, at the office.”

“We keep up on the numbers. It’s going very well,” Brandon replied as he looked up from the menu. “We catered lunch for the staff yesterday to thank them for all of the help. It ended up going into the night, which was why we were late getting in.” I was the one that woke him up, much later than planned and I knew that we almost missed this.

“I am just glad it’s not too much for you boys. It was his dream for the company to stay in the family, never realizing that it would be this soon. We thought that you’d be older. I appreciate all of your hard work.” She smiled at us and I saw the pain flash through her expression for a moment. “I should tell you that more than I do.”

“We know it, Mom. You don’t have to remind us,” I told her, reaching across the table for her hand. “It wasn’t what anyone planned, but we’re going to make it work.”

We enjoyed a nice lunch together, noticing Tracy and Veronica leave together shortly before we did. Veronica gave us a wink before she walked through the door but we played it down as we ordered dessert and coffee.

We stayed home the rest of the day, watching a game together before Ashley begged to rent a new movie. We made some popcorn and watched it late into the night, laughing at her for picking such a rom com. They went to bed right after and I caught up on some scores while Brandon chatted with someone on his phone.

We slept in late the next day, working out in the afternoon and taking Mom and Ashley out to dinner. We seemed to eat in a lot during the week and thought that they might enjoy it, choosing their favorite bistro in Manhattan. It was fun, and though we were all missing Dad, we seemed to slowly be getting through it.

At work on Monday, Veronica came into the office and closed the door. “Tracy was dying to know who it was that night. She begged me to tell her, but I swore secrecy. She even mentioned you two since I worked for you, but I laughed that idea off.” She sat down in the soft pink dress and sipped the coffee that she picked up on the way to work. “Did you boys have fun?”

“Absolutely. Do you have any other friends?” Brandon asked boldly as I glanced at him.

“Jesus, Bran.” I shook my head. I knew that this was right up his alley and her eyes gleamed wickedly.

“You like a little group action?” She teased as I felt my cock come to life in my pants. We both did.

“Who doesn’t? We just need to watch it, Brandon. We need to stay under the radar, especially with Veronica,” I spoke and they looked at me.

“You must be the responsible twin,” she smiled at me as she leaned back, playing with the loose braid over her shoulder. Veronica was teasing me as I shrugged and looked back at her. “So, what’s on the agenda for today?”

We assigned her some stuff at her desk to make it look like we were separate and Brandon glanced at me once she closed the door.

 

CHAPTER 10

Brandon

“You were as into that night as the rest of us. Why are you acting like a damn monk now?” I asked as Brent pulled up some emails.

“I don’t want anyone knowing about Veronica, much less Friday night,” he told me with a sharp glance. “Tracy can never know that it was us.”

“I get that. I completely agree with that.” I threw up my hands. “I was giving her a hard time since she has a good sense of humor.”

“Just be careful, Bran. We need to keep this professional. It’s getting close to being careless,” Brent told me as I sighed. “With Cici, she didn’t want to be caught. I think that that one wouldn’t mind.”

“Do you think that she’d try to fuck with us?” I leaned forward as he gave me a worried look. “What do you know about her?”

“She caused some trouble in college. Nothing criminal, but she liked drama. I think that she still might, and Veronica is just twenty-three. We need to be smart about this, especially since she is sleeping around the office.” Dad would have never tolerated that and I was reminded of that by the way that my brother looked at me. He looked so much like Dad, which meant that I did as well. Brent just had his look down so well that it freaked me out sometimes.

I laughed when I came back from lunch and heard noises from the bathroom. Brent had been seduced, and I smiled at the sounds of Veronica’s contained moans as I took a seat at the desk. I met up with a friend at her apartment, getting mine there today after the serious talk this morning.

There was laughter and Veronica slipped out of the door first, fixing her dress. “Did you two kiss and make up?” I asked as she stared at me.

“He needs to stop being so serious,” she replied as my brother came out, buttoning his slacks.

“Don’t say a word,” he warned me as I held up a bag from a local deli. “You didn’t go to lunch?”

“I had an errand to run. I got this on the way back for all of us.”

“Thanks,” Brent said as he stepped forward to search the bag. He pulled out a sandwich for himself and a salad, offering it to Veronica. “Want it?”

“Absolutely. You sucked the life out of me.” Her delivery was clean as I laughed and he cocked an eyebrow at her.

“I think it was you that was doing the sucking.”

She took her salad to her desk after some joking back and forth, and he and I ate our sandwiches. “Who did you see?” Brent asked me as I grinned.

“Car,” I replied as he nodded. "I didn’t plan on it, but we ran into each other and took advantage of it. Kind of like you did.”

“She came in after you left when I was getting ready to. Before I knew it, we were naked in the bathroom, and she had me. Veronica knows what she’s doing.” He shook his head and sipped the water on the desk.

“She just wanted you to relax.” I shrugged and took another bite of the turkey sandwich. “This is fun, Brent. Nothing more.”

“I think Mom inadvertently made me feel guilty at lunch the other day. You know that she’s never approved of our lifestyle. At work, she’d do that even more.” I looked at him, taking a bite of his sandwich. “This is important to the family, our running this place.”

“I get that.” I stared at him. I always had, but this was a good balance for us, and we were successful at it. We were doing great.

“No more shit like Friday night. I told Veronica the same thing. Just us.” His eyes were firm as he looked at me, so much like Dad that sadness washed over me for a little while. “We can’t risk it.”

“Agreed. I have shit on the side, so I’m fine. You did too, last I checked,” I reminded Brent as he nodded. “Now were successful business owner man whores instead of some spoiled rich ones.”

That made my brother laugh, relaxing him as I joined in. We finished our lunch and looked at some new clients, getting input from some of the managers over the course of the afternoon. I liked this work, this power that we held. I sensed a different vibe out in public, respect. People talked to us like they used to speak with Dad, sharing advice or talking stocks. That shit used to bore me to death, but now, it was interesting. I knew what I was saying in a conversation.

There were invitations to business dinners within the first year. We’d go, meeting up with Veronica at the hotel for some sexual relief afterward if we didn’t have plans with some other women. Now that we were doing well in the business world, we were even more attractive to the female population. I couldn’t keep up with the number of times that we were hit on, even though our reputation was still out there in the papers and gossip magazines. I guess working a real job just made them seem less important.

It seemed like paradise. We had Veronica at work and even at the hotel and some social events if the opportunity presented itself. I saw Carlie and a few other girls on a regular basis, keeping away from the party scene far more than I did before. I missed the traveling and all the fun without responsibility, but I missed Dad as well. I had to do all of this for him. We planned to take some time off to go to the Belize house with Mom and Ash come Summer, but it was still the beginning of Fall for us. Summer seemed like a lifetime away.

I wanted to schedule a Winter getaway to Aspen, just Brent, me, and some friends. I hadn’t been skiing in a while, and it sounded great just to let loose for a few days. Now that everything was going smoothly at the office, I hoped that we could get away.

The chance to go to a conference for work came up. It was all about the new standards to shipping and a lot of business talk, but I knew that it would be a good idea to go. I suggested bringing Veronica with us since it was in Los Angeles and we could have a little fun while we were there. Brent gave me a look, but I explained that she was our assistant. We’d book her a separate room even though we knew that she wouldn’t be sleeping alone. There were a couple of dinners and gatherings that we could all attend, and it would be perfect.

Brent agreed and called her in to ask if she was interested in attending with us. We could send some of the managers, but as owners, we got the first shot. Veronica agreed, mentioning friends in the city that she could meet up with on her down time and I went online to book a hotel.

I went with the Hilton in Beverly Hills. It was close to the venue, and I always liked that place, choosing three rooms, and finalizing the reservation. Dad always went to this and sometimes brought Mom, depending on where it was. The conference was at the end of the month, but the weather in Southern California was generally good, so it shouldn’t present an issue.

We had a meeting with the managers, telling them about our plans. Ted glanced at us, verifying that we were bringing Veronica along. “Yes, she’s learning a lot about the business, and it would make sense for her to be up with the changes. She’s our go-to in the case of an emergency, though she would work with all of you in the process. I just don’t want to bother you unnecessarily.” Most of the managers were married with families and leaving for a long weekend wasn’t always possible.

We had nobody apart from the casual sex partners we saw. We hoped that nobody knew about what was going on with Veronica, but she was a free woman and was passing through the office from person to person. She was perfect for a casual affair, but we had to always remind her that what happened with us was to be kept private.

“I’d just make sure that she goes to the meetings. That’s a wild one,” Mark joked as he reached for his coffee. “She’s going to cause some issues if she keeps up the way that she is.”

I glanced at Brent, and he sipped his water. “She’s a great help to us. That hasn’t seemed to get in the way of anything.” He spoke easily, and Mark chuckled.

“I’m surprised that she hasn’t tried with you boys. All of the women are frothing over you around here,” he said as Ted laughed. “I think you’re going to be the newest bachelors in the magazines next year.”

“They can long for us for all they want. This is Dad’s business, and I am going to treat it as such.” Brent left no room for argument in his voice, and I nodded as I glanced around at their faces. We went over a few other things, making a point of that at least once a month. Communication was essential even as we lied about our recreational relationship with Veronica.

Brent sat down in our office, looking at me for a moment. “Do you think she’s causing herself problems?”

I thought about the question for a moment. Veronica was sleeping with women and men, and if she chose the wrong person, it could get ugly. I was mostly bitter that I couldn’t join in with the girls that she was with per Brent, shrugging after a few moments. “If she does, it’s not on us. We replaced Cici, right?”

“We can’t blow through assistants and have them keep being gorgeous women, Bran. It’s going to be so obvious at some point what we’re doing.” He gazed at me as I smirked.

“Good luck telling her to change. She is happy being who she is.” I got off on the fact that she told me about the others, particularly the girls. Last night we’d been together at the hotel, just Veronica and I and the talk alone kept me going for longer than usual. She was a try anything kind of a girl, and the stories were fantastic. I was careful to use a condom with her every time, but the girl pushed my buttons.

“Just be careful,” he reminded me as I nodded.

“Always am,” I assured him before we settled back into the work day.

 

 

CHAPTER 11

Brent

The weeks passed, and we were soon flying to California for the conference. Veronica left the day before to meet up with friends so it was just Brandon and I seated in first class that Friday morning. I thought about it, realizing that we’d never flown coach. Dad gained his wealth quickly and took good care of his family with it.

Brandon sent one last text before takeoff, shoving the phone into his pocket as he leaned back. He was out late the night before, and I’d noticed that he was going towards his old ways a little more over the last few weeks. He was still actively sleeping with Veronica; we both were, but he seemed like he was moving towards the old lifestyle. “Where were you last night?” I asked him as he closed his eyes for a moment.

“I met a new bartender at Scores. We spent the night at her place,” he replied as he settled back in the seat. “I knew that I could rest on the flight and we don’t have anything until the thing later.” There was an appetizers and drinks gathering tonight so everyone could get to know each other, but the actual conference didn’t start until the morning. “Hell, we could probably miss that.”

“We should establish ourselves, Bran. Let’s go for a while and see who else is there.” I knew that we had some big shoes to fill. Veronica was aware of it as well, even though she sounded busy.

“Yeah, sure,” he grumbled as he let out a sigh. I knew that he was tired and I dropped the subject as we took off for the flight, thinking about the last several months. It had moved so fast even though I still missed Dad so much. Mom seemed to be easing back into life, spending time with friends and laughing a bit more. I never expected her to date, though, which was a shame. She was beautiful and had a lot of life left, but she and Dad were in love. She couldn’t replace that, and he saw that she would be set up for any kind of life she wanted years ago. I knew that she wanted to focus on Ashley and the fun things that were scheduled for the next couple of years of her school, not making her lose out on anything.

I yawned and closed my own eyes. My sister was at a party, and I didn’t sleep until she got home, well aware of the types of guys at those parties. Brandon and I were them once, and we didn’t always have a lot of compassion for the girls that we hooked up with. She came in at one as expected to find me on the couch, shaking her head with a scowl on her face. “Waiting for me?” She asked in a low tone as I rubbed my eyes. “I’m sixteen, Brent.”

“You know that he always did, right?” I asked as we shared a sad look. “I just like to know that you’re safe, Ash. I worry about you.”

“I know to stay away from the kinds of guys that you and Brandon were…are…whatever.” I gave her a sharp look, and she shrugged, a frown marring her beautiful face.

“What? You have a reputation.” I shrugged, knowing that she was right. “I don’t see Brandon waiting for me.”

I’d made her promise to be careful. I told her to call me if she needed anything and I would drop everything to help her.

We left the conversation on a positive note, and I finally collapsed into bed for a few hours of sleep.

We landed just after noon and rented a car to drive to the hotel. I think we were both still tired, but we had time after we checked in to rest if necessary. I was surprised when the rooms were three right beside each other, with doors in between. That would be convenient, reminding me to send Veronica a text to see when she would be arriving.

I selected the room on one end to get my things put away, hanging some things up and putting stuff into the drawers. This was a luxurious room, spacious with a huge bathroom that offered a bathtub meant for relaxing. It would be a nice place to rest with Veronica later, a thought that made me laugh. Would we take turns? I dropped onto the bed after piling up the pillows, closing my eyes again as I wondered how this was going to go.

I woke up to laughter coming through the door, blinking as I looked around. I looked first at the clock, seeing that I had over an hour to get ready as Veronica laughed again. I stood up and walked into the other room, seeing her straddling my brother on the bed as her fuchsia-tipped hair brushed against his shoulders. She was wearing a pair of tight denim pants and what looked like a white shirt as he pulled her face to his for a long kiss. “Nice hair,” I remarked as she giggled against his lips.

“I think it’s hot,” Brandon murmured as he kissed her again. He let his hands drift down to her back, sliding up under the shirt as he pushed it up over her body.

“Don’t we have something to attend?” Veronica asked as he laughed. He unclipped her bra and pushed that off, revealing her firm pink nipples as I walked over to the bed.

“Plenty of time,” Brandon assured her as he rolled her onto her back. He leaned down to suck on her neck as a hand unbuttoned her jeans, that I tugged down her legs as she laughed at us. This woman drew me in no matter how many others I slept with and Brandon gave her one more kiss before he scooted up her body. She took him into her mouth eagerly as I crawled between her legs to taste her, finding her already wet for us. I made her come as Brandon shot into her throat before moving beside her on the bed. Veronica rolled to her knees, offering herself to me as I reached for the box of condoms and slipped one on before taking her.

We got ready for drinks after we rushed it along, and Veronica dressed in a black cocktail dress and heels, fixing her make up as Brandon and I slipped into suits. We left our individual rooms to keep things looking normal and headed down to the bar, where I recognized a few faces from the magazines. While there were a lot of shipping companies in the world, only a handful of them were as successful as M&P. There were about fifty people there, and my brother and I made the rounds, meeting a lot of friends of Dad while we watched Veronica flirt her way around the room. She was beautiful with the bright hair, charming the room as we talked shop and sipped whiskey.

It wasn’t the party that we were used to, but it was pleasant for the few hours that we were down there. I felt like we knew enough about the other attendees to have a good weekend of this before we headed back to the room. The next morning started early, and we wanted some rest, hearing Veronica slip into her door. We were in the middle bedroom, feeling enough of the alcohol to want her again when she walked into our room dressed in a something lacy and tight. “Do you know how many men were drooling over you in that bar?”

“I’m here, aren’t I?” She asked as she closed her door and walked over to us. “I have to hear it from every woman in the office at home about how gorgeous you boys are, you know.”

“You don’t tell them anything, do you?” I asked as she walked towards my body, staring into my eyes.

“No, not a word,” she promised me before pressing her lips to mine. It deepened quickly, and I slipped my hands down to cup her ass, feeling her hands move up my back and around my neck as we kissed harder. She groaned and rubbed herself against my hard shaft, wrapping her legs around my waist.

I brought her to the bed, pushing her back as I covered her with my body. It seemed like it had been a while since Brandon and I shared her, and we made out for a while until he told me to move away. He wanted her to do something, and I sat beside her feeling horny as hell when my brother asked her to touch herself.

Veronica smiled and removed her gown before she dropped onto the pillows and spread her legs wide. She started by rubbing her pussy slowly, making eye contact with both of us before she grinned wickedly and rubbed her fingers over her nipples. I lunged forward to suck one of them, looking down to see her stroke herself again, circling her clit as she moaned. Brandon took the other nipple, making her cry out as he took her between his teeth.

When she came, Veronica was clinging to three fingers as she cried out. I took her hand, and Brandon moved between her legs to clean her as she dropped weakly on the bed and allowed us to use her. He fucked her first, hard between her thighs as I kissed her deeply, holding her face in mine as our tongues met. It wasn’t even awkward in the least anymore, seeing my brother with another woman. It was hot.

I’d found a couple of girls outside of work that were willing to be with me together, and while it was erotic; it wasn’t Veronica. There was just something free about her that kept me coming back for more. I watched as she jerked against him right as he stilled, a perfect beat between them.

She demanded that I get on my back before she crawled over me, hungry for more. Her eyes were intense as she crouched over me, licking my nipples gently as I hardened against her. Veronica knew that I loved it and she teased me with kisses and nibbles before she slid her body over mine. I groaned as she rocked against me, leaning up to bite at her body as she whimpered.

For the first time, nobody left. We all fell asleep in a tangle of arms and legs right there, sleeping soundly through the night until the alarm woke us up.

I asked her about her hair as she dressed in a gray pencil skirt and a lavender blouse in the middle bathroom. Brandon and I were sticking to that room as well, drifting wherever needed to get the clothes that might not be in there.

Veronica leaned forward and applied some dark liner to her lid before she smiled at me. “My friend Rain wanted to go and I thought that it might be fun. Do you like it?”

“It really brings out your eyes,” I told her before I went into the room for my coffee. Brandon and I were in suits again. She was like sunshine as she slipped her feet into heels matching the skirt, running a hand through her loose waves. Admittedly, there was a not a lot of women here, and Veronica was popular among the group. I reminded myself that we were the ones fucking her as she walked through the door and she started calling out greetings immediately.

We sat down around the long table, getting coffee and bagels before it was time to settle in, and I watched Veronica slip on the glasses that she sometimes wore as she got the tablet ready for notes. It was a long day, breaking for an hour lunch and then finishing for the day at dinnertime. People were splitting up into groups to go out to dinner, and I watched as Veronica smiled at someone before glancing at us. I was in the mood for some room service and just being alone, but a group of guys that we’d spoken a lot to came over as the crowd was dispersing. “Join us for dinner?” Michael asked as Brandon looked at me. “There’s a great steakhouse around the corner.”

I could see that Veronica was making plans and nodded at him, accepting the offer. She gave me a rueful look as she left with two of the women and a man as if she promised us later tonight. Brandon and I walked out of the room and down to the steakhouse, discussing what we learned today. It was mildly entertaining, but I kept thinking ahead to the hotel later.

 

 

CHAPTER 12

Brandon

I had a few more drinks than I should have at dinner, but we all did. The food was good, and the company was all business as I looked around the restaurant from time to time. There were some gorgeous women here, many that were looking our way with shy smiles and pink cheeks. I knew that Brent and I could have any one that we chose and it seemed like the others noticed the looks as well, nudging us as they chuckled.

I remembered Dad saying how many of the men didn’t respect their marriages on these trips, though there was no doubt in my mind that he never touched another woman once he met Mom. I wondered if that would ever be me, or even Brent as I glanced at him.

The conversation turned to Veronica, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Yes, she was beautiful and far wilder than these guys would probably ever know. Probably being the key word. We headed back to the room later and found it empty. Brent went off to his room after a little while, and I dropped into bed to watch some television before falling asleep.

I didn’t know much later it was when I woke up with the television off and a warm body in my bed. “Just get in?” I asked as I caught the sweet scent of Veronica’s hair.

“We went to a club after dinner. I am going to regret that in the morning,” Veronica murmured as I let my hand run over her bare back.

“Anything happen?” I asked her, finding the soft skin of her ass as I squeezed gently. I liked hearing about the others, for the most part.

“Lydia tried, but I just wanted to get back here. I wanted to sleep here.” She snuggled close to me, wrapping her leg around my thigh. She found my lips in the dark and kissed me as I came to life at her touch. It was just us as we moved together, fucking slow and hard as she breathed out my name.

Brent came into the room in the morning to make coffee, looking us over. “Morning.”

“Hey, you. I got in so late last night,” Veronica told him as she looked at my brother with smoldering eyes. She kicked the covers back and walked over to him, naked. Brandon pulled her into his arms and kissed her as I let my eyes close slowly.

They disappeared into his room, coffee and all. I could hear them through the wall, but I was satisfied and still a little tired. We had about two hours before we had today’s brunch presentation, so there was time for everyone to get what they needed. We all dressed for the day’s event after they spent time together, us in slacks and collared shirts while Veronica wore a plum dress that flared around her lower thighs and heels, making me want to taste her all over again.

There was a good spread in this room, with everything from hot foods to fresh fruit. We greeted everyone before getting a plate, sitting down with Veronica between us wearing her sexy librarian glasses. She took notes again in between bites of food, and I got the idea to slip my hand over her thigh under the table. Nobody was looking, and I dragged my fingers up her leg as she shot me a look. I let them climb higher, sliding under the lace underwear as she bit her lip and spread her legs apart. Brent glanced over and noticed the looks on our faces as he remained still.

Her pussy was wet, and I stroked her as Veronica struggled to keep herself in control. She kept typing though I doubt any of it made sense, just playing the part. I knew that she was close by the way she moved just a bit, plunging a finger inside of her as everyone in the room laughed. That was the moment she burst, covering her face with her hand as she forced out a gruff laugh to hide it.

It was perfect timing. She got to enjoy herself without too much attention, and the meeting went on. Veronica sipped her water in slow sips, as I drew my finger out of her and rubbed her trembling thigh.

The meeting ended, and we had the next day and a half to tour the city. Veronica walked out of the room as I slipped into the restroom to taste her behind the door of the stall, washing my hands after to meet her and Brent. “You’re a son of a bitch,” she hissed at me as I stopped in front of them. “What was that?”

“You liked it,” I told her as she blushed and stared at Brent.

“You’re right, but we were in a meeting. Save it for the room,” Veronica’s voice was low as Brent led the way to the rental car, pulling the keys out of his pocket.

“Where to?” Brent asked as he looked at us.

“Disneyland?” Veronica asked as I laughed. “Seriously. It’s not that far.”

“We would have a few hours to stay there,” Brent said thoughtfully as he looked at me.

“I can have my friends meet us for dinner. I’m so excited!” Veronica said as she slipped her bag over her body. She stepped closer to me and smiled into my eyes. “There’s a lot of dark rides there, you dirty boy.”

We jumped into the car and Brent headed to Anaheim, waiting in the line of cars to park and then the line for the tram. The park wasn’t too crowded, and we made our way around, getting on the rides in a timely manner as we laughed and talked. There was no open affection between us at all, just a comfortable relationship. Veronica insisted on going on everything and loved every moment of it. She let Brent have a turn at her in Hyperspace Mountain as we raced through the dark, her screams echoing through the room.

It was dark when we met her friends at a restaurant in a shopping area nearby. They were a lot like her, bubbly and loud and I looked on as I sipped the beer that I’d ordered. The place that she chose had animals set up around the room, fake ones that would come to life every so often. We were near the elephant, and it made me laugh as the kids around us went crazy over it.

Veronica sat with the two girls, laughing as they sipped drinks and chatted about the day. I saw the way that they were looking at Brent and me as he cast me a smirk as we ate our food and looked around. We weren’t as well-known here, which was nice. We could walk around without being recognized, and though we did catch a lot of eyes, it was just admiration. It was easy and fun.

We went back into the park to see the parades and fireworks, with the two girls joining us. Veronica dragged us on her favorite rides all over again, slipping her tongue between lips when her friends decided to sit out.

After we had been done at the park, Veronica hugged her friends goodbye, and we headed back to the hotel. She walked into my bathroom and eyed the tub as she slipped her dress off. “I need a soak. Anyone want to join me?” She looked over her shoulder as she started to run some hot water, looking back into the big tub.

“Why not?” I asked as I lifted my shirt over my head. Veronica dumped some lavender into the running water, giggling as bubbles rose to the surface. Brent got us each some water before the three of us slipped into the bath with Veronica between us. She twisted her hair up and draped her legs over us as we whispered about today, deciding what to do tomorrow.

It was a long night as we enjoyed the last time we’d spend the night together for a while, using her in every way possible as she begged us to go harder, deeper. Veronica was insatiable tonight, and we finally wore her out, watching her pass out naked before us. She was going to be sore tomorrow but had shown us in the past that she didn’t care. Every moment that she lived life the way that she wanted to was worth all the sacrifices.

We had breakfast on the beach in the morning, looking over the waves as we ate slowly. Our flight was at noon, and we made the drive to the airport after a walk, boarding together this time. Veronica passed out in her seat once we were in the air, with Brent following soon after. I sat back and looked out of the window, playing back everything that happened with a smile on my face.

We landed that evening and caught cabs to our homes, with Veronica looking longingly at us as she slipped into hers alone.

“That was a hot, fucking weekend,” I told Brent as he nodded in agreement. Mom and Ashley were waiting with dinner and asked us all about the trip, laughing when they found out that we went to Disneyland. We took our bags to our rooms, unpacking as we talked through our open doors about the tamer parts of the trip. It was back to work tomorrow, and I dropped into bed around midnight to get enough sleep.

I missed the hotel room. I missed having her warm skin against mine, making me wonder if Brent was currently thinking the same thing. I drifted off to sleep with the memories playing through my mind like a movie.

 

 

CHAPTER 13

Brent

The alarm sounded in the morning, bringing me back to reality. I rolled over on my side to hit snooze as I thought back to the dream that I was having. I slept a bit longer before rising to shower, dressing in a suit before I went for coffee. Brandon was down there looking about as enthusiastic as I felt about it being the morning as he sipped from the travel cup with weary eyes. “Ready for this?” I asked as he shrugged. “A lot of it will be meetings with the managers about what we learned. Dad always used to grumble about that.” I chuckled at the memory, suddenly feeling like a little kid doing a grown-up job.

Dad would go to the conference to learn. Sure, he’d have dinner and a little fun along the way, but he never plowed a woman in the hotel room. I didn’t want to think about the times that Mom went with him, focusing on the fact that he was faithful. I wasn’t acting unfaithful towards anybody, and neither was Brandon, but it was a far cry from when Dad was alive.

We left for the office quietly, making the short drive and parking in the garage. Everyone asked about the meeting as we walked in, and I forced an enthusiastic smile on my face. We agreed to a meeting at nine, once I had the notes as well as the time to make sure that everything was logical. Veronica agreed to bring the tablet in, and I sipped coffee as I let the computer warm up and looked over the city.

“She’s not here yet,” Brandon spoke, and I looked up at him. “She has the tablet.”

I walked towards the computer with a frown on my face, seeing a text on my phone.

V: I am sick with some kind of stomach virus. I won’t be in, but I emailed you all my notes.

I thanked her and checked the business email, pulling up the document and reading through it. She did an excellent job, and I could actually make sense of the things that she was trying to say in the second meeting. I did have to fix a few things but it made sense, and I printed out copies for the meeting as Brandon read over her text. “Think she’s okay?”

“I hope so,” I replied, organizing the papers as I glanced at the clock on the wall. We had ten minutes, and I grabbed a folder to put everything into as I looked at him. “She’ll be back tomorrow.”

The meeting went great, and they were all impressed by the notes, making me remind them that it’s good to have an assistant around. They mulled over the changes and news in the industry, but M&P was going to be just fine. We had a great team that cared about the company as well as my family, and we were only going to get better.

We headed back to the office after we were finished, and caught up on the things we missed during our trip. It was surprisingly a lot. I was also relieved in part that Veronica wasn’t here because I was sure we’d both want to keep the weekend going and not get anything done. I had lunch with Ted and Brandon joined me at the last minute, chatting about the other people we met at the conference. Though my father preferred to go, he sent Ted a couple of times in the ten years that he’d worked here.

“It can get pretty wild there sometimes, even though there are far more men than women. How many of them were drooling over you?” Ted teased as I sipped my water.

“It wasn’t about that. I did mingle with some of the others, of course; but not for that reason. Let’s be honest. Ted. There’s plenty of women here that will do anything for Brandon and me, so we like to keep work separate from that.” I smiled confidently when I was done, knowing how far from the truth that statement was. We’d had a lot of sex in our room with our assistant, but nobody needed to know that. Ted made a joke about her missing work and asked what she did to injure herself, but we both let that go. I did make a point of talking to Veronica about the gossip going around about her. She might act as if she didn’t care about it, but I didn’t want it getting out of control.

We took a bit longer of a lunch than needed, heading back to finish up the day. I planned to take Mom to dinner tonight since we were gone for the weekend, pleased that Ashley wanted to join us. It was a bit awkward talking to her the other night before I left, but I hoped that she had her senses about her.

Brandon was planning to go at this point. He had to have worked a lot out of his system over the trip, so maybe he would calm down. Glancing at him, I saw him sending a message on his phone and rolled my eyes as he caught me. My brother laughed as he waited for a response, putting his phone away once we got back to the building. “You know, someday you’re going to be older and not want sex all day, every day.” We’d just turned twenty-two, and I knew that it was far off in the future, but still enjoyed teasing him.

“I think I’m glad that Veronica is out. I might be humping her like an animal today, otherwise. That was the best weekend of my life.” He grinned, and I laughed.

“It was. I just hope that it doesn’t end badly since it’s the three of us and it’s been going on for a while. That’s always been a one off in the past.” I looked at him, trying to read his face.

“I don’t have feelings if that’s what you mean. Veronica is a great girl, but it would be foolish to want more from her. She’s a wild one,” Brandon told me, making me nod.

“That’s the problem. I fear the rumors are becoming more important than her work here,” I said as Brandon shot me a serious look. “What would Dad do, in this case?”

“Talk to her.” It was an easy answer. It was an easy answer, but Dad never would have slept with his assistant.

“Yeah. That’s going to be interesting.”

Veronica wasn’t in the following day either. She sent another text telling me that she was still sick and I frowned. I knew that we could handle the work, but I wasn’t sure what was going on. Brandon went out after work that night, distracted and restless. I went home and had dinner with Mom since Ashley had plans with a friend. Mom looked at me, asking what was wrong.

“Our assistant has been out the last two days, sick. I hope she’s okay,” I replied as I took a bite of the chicken.

“How is that working out for you? Your father always liked having the help.” Mom looked at me, and I could see the sadness in her eyes for a fleeting moment.

“It’s good to have the help, particularly learning the ropes,” I admitted as I sipped my water. “She knows her stuff, too. I just hope she’s okay.”

“I’m sure you know to keep work professional, Brent. I know that you boys look just like your father and the money makes the women crazy. I remember the stories he told me about the staff there sometimes before he sat them down to discuss it. He liked to keep it business in the office,” she smiled and shook her head. “He was worried about you taking over too young. He was worried about you taking the business as seriously as he did. I can’t believe that man ran the red light and took him away from us.” Tears filled her eyes, and I walked around to hug her.

“The business is great, Mom. We have that under control,” I assured her, holding her close. “We all miss him. I feel like I have to be him every single day sometimes, and then I worry about Brandon.”

“You are doing a fantastic job. They keep in touch with me down there, and I’ve even had lunch with Kathryn a few times. Everybody is pleased.” Mom pulled away and composed herself. “Everybody 's happy.”

“Good. They’ll keep feeling that way,” I promised her as I returned to my seat, watching her carefully.

I went to bed early that night, and when I got into work, there was an email from Veronica. She explained that she was dealing with some health issues and had to leave the job, attaching a vague letter from a doctor. I read through it again, wondering what the hell was wrong with her as Brandon came in with coffee. “What’s wrong?”

“Veronica is gone. She’s sick or something,” I said as he sat down and stared at me. “She sent a fucking email.”

“Any details?” He asked, looking like he had a long night.

“No. I think the note excuses that, though I’ll have to check with HR. I am new to all of this,” I replied as I took a sip of the coffee that he offered me.

“No assistant,” he said, his face dropping. “She was so fun.”

I sent her the last check, and the rumors ran wild once it got out that Veronica quit. She sounded like she slept with every living soul in the office and while I realized that Veronica was fun, she might have ended up being a problem. I knew that I’d miss her presence around here, as well as that hot body. I knew that my brother would miss her, but I made the decision to work without an assistant for a while.

There were rumors that she was pregnant, but I hoped not. I thought that Brandon and I were always careful, but there were so many times that we slept with her.

 

 

CHAPTER 14

Brandon

I tried to find out what happened to Veronica, missing her around. She was the perfect woman to have a little fun with, and she did her fair share of the business as well. I knew that Brent and I could handle it and he seemed a little relieved that the drama that came along with her was over.

I also knew that he missed her as well. Brent was somewhere between being twenty-two and the owner of Dad’s company, with Veronica being the women that loosened him up. He was always the more serious one out of the two of us, and she made him forget all his problems.

So now, it was back to business. I still had all the women outside of the office and considered flirting with some in the building just to keep things interesting. I held back, though, knowing that this was more than just a job.

I ended finding out that she went to rehab two months after the final email. I didn’t know what for exactly, but it explained a lot. She was wild, free, and a hidden addict.

I worked the eight hours a day, slipping back into my old party mode after hours. I left Brent in the evening, still working sometimes as I went to dinner with friends or spent time with a woman. I made a point of seeing Mom regularly so she wouldn’t worry about me and I kept up my role at M&P going strong.

It was hard. The holidays were coming up and being the first one without Dad was going to be difficult. Things got hectic around the office during that time as well, and it was all-hands-on-deck. We worked closely with the managers, and I missed having an assistant. Working so much made it hard to get out since I was so tired at night as well as trying to keep up traditions at home.

I went to a club one night on the weekend, even though we were working seven days a week. You’d think a shipping business for primarily businesses wouldn’t be as hectic as UPS, but customers liked to use us for their holiday shipping as well as some of the products.

I was at the bar, talking to a brunette after I bought her a few drinks and looked around the room to see a familiar blonde. Veronica was smiling brightly beside a guy, looking as beautiful as ever. He looked over at her, and she kissed him, making me wonder if she had a real relationship in her life. If so, it looked good on her.

I glanced back down at Kelly and laughed at something she said. The past was the past.

The hours went up to ten at the office every day, and we stayed right along with everyone else. It was insane when I was used to going out every night on the town and drinking with friends for Christmas. I was barely present for Christmas Eve dinner in the years past, something that I regretted now. I missed precious moments with Dad, and I had a lot to make up for now around my work schedule.

Life was so different.

I was glad when we got to rest for four days on Thanksgiving, enjoying a meal mostly cooked by mom with a little help from Monica, and I loved hearing them laugh in the kitchen. Brent and I were watching a game while Ashley chatted on her phone. There was a significant presence missing in the house, but we were all here, focused on each other. That’s what mattered. We had a great dinner and watched a movie together, but Mom went to bed so she could get up and go shopping with friends in the morning. She was crazy for doing so, but it made her happy. I knew that the next day she would want to set up the tree and decorate the house, which was what she usually did but seemed to be in a rush this year.

Both Brent and I could see her trying to keep busy to keep from thinking about Dad. We went along with it and pulled the holiday things from the attic after she went to bed, trying to keep quiet about it. We slept in the following morning, waking up in time for some lunch and sports scores before Mom came home with bags of stuff.

She looked happy, though.

I helped Brent take her to get the tree at a corner lot, settling on an eleven foot Douglas Fir that we had delivered at an extra cost. That was always a process for us, but I learned from Dad how to go about it when we were younger. Mom unpacked the ornaments and started to get the house going as we waited, with Monica and Ashley stepping in to help.

Brent and I chuckled as we watched, listening to the stories about past holidays. It was Mom’s way of purging as she worked and we allowed it, listening closely. I knew that we’d be spending a lot of time at work over the next month, so I enjoyed this quiet time.

I spent the following night under Carlie’s Christmas tree on a rug, watching her come in just the colored lights. She was pushing for more with me, but I didn’t know if I was ready for that. I didn’t know if I’d ever be ready for that, so I kept her happy with sex and the occasional dinner out. I had a few others for sex, but I knew that I’d be working a lot. I might not have them after this month. I finished the night in her bed, falling asleep with Carlie as I looked around the room.

The next week started with a ton of projects. Brent was stressed as he entered one order after another, along with myself and the rest of the staff. There was another room where everything as being packaged and shipped several times a day. This was the competitive time for shipping companies, the time when publicity could be good or bad. I grew up with that saying in my head and worked harder. I knew that it would slow down after the first of the year, at least back down to the normal flow of business that was consistently steady at best.

Brent grumbled about missing Veronica one day as he looked over another order. “Do you want another assistant?” I asked him as he glanced at me. “We could place another ad.”

“I don’t think that now is the time to hire anybody. We’ll just pay out the overtime to everyone else’s assistants and deal with it after that,” he mumbled as I shook my head. I remembered Dad being a little salty this time of year and Brent mirrored that as I got back to the computer.

“I saw her at a club. She looked happy,” I said as he looked at me. “Veronica. She was in rehab, you know.”

“Did you talk to her?” He asked as I shook my head. “Rehab, huh? For what?”

“I just found out that’s where she went. I don’t know what for,” I told him as he nodded.

“I guess that explains a lot. She was a little crazy.” Brent chuckled as I laughed with him. “I hope that she’s okay.”

“I think so. She looked good,” I assured him as I looked at another order. “How the fuck did Dad do this every day?”

“A great staff. They’re busting their asses off just like we are. I think we need to do something for them. Didn’t he throw a party?” Brent looked at me.

“Mom is already planning that,” I said as he laughed weakly. “It’s going to be at one of the restaurants nearby. We’re closing it down and letting loose. It’s on the fifteenth, a Saturday. Everyone is taking that day off.”

“I forgot that she did that each year. It’s been so busy, but she always did that. Dad was a lucky man…hell, we’re fortunate to have her.” His stomach growled, and he ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “Take out?”

“Yeah, sure. I’m starving.”

 

 

CHAPTER 15

Brent

The days started to run into the nights as we ate at the office, going home to sleep. Mom always kept some dinner in the fridge in case we were hungry when we got home, just like she did for Dad. I still took her out to dinner on Sundays, making a point of leaving early to do so. Brandon joined me, and we made a good night of it, seeing that she needed us to be around. It also gave us a break.

I had Brandon take Mom home, getting away to see Nina. We’d met a few months ago, at a bar with friends and hit it off, spending the night together. I was at home every night for I don’t know how long and I needed some release.

I thought about Cecile and Veronica as I parked on the curb. I missed having a woman around the office, and I got out of the car, and I mulled over Brandon’s suggestion. Another assistant. We could use the help, and I could use the sex since I was twenty-two and not fifty. It was slammed right now, and we could use another warm body, but there was no time for an interview.

I knocked on the door and grinned as the pretty raven-haired woman opened it. “Brent, I’m so glad that you came.”

“Hello, beautiful,” I greeted her, stepping inside, and closing the door behind me. The brownstone was lit up by strings of Christmas lights and I glanced around as she pressed her body against mine. “Miss me?”

Her lips against mine were my answer, and I pulled her closer. We had a great thing going as little as we saw each other, and I lifted her up to carry her back to the bedroom. I suppose we were getting right to the point. I dropped her onto her bed and moved to kiss her, slipping a hand up her thigh. Nina was gorgeous and willing as she unbuttoned my shirt and slipped if from my body.

We were naked within moments after several deep, long kisses and I moved down to her hard nipples to suck one into my mouth. My cock was straining towards her as she arched her back and spread her legs for me. “Fuck me, Brent.”

I cocked my head at her as she reached for the box on the nightstand. I sheathed my cock and slid inside of her, groaning at the tight feel of her body around me. Her green eyes shimmered as she looked at me, inviting me to go harder as I dropped over her mouth and kissed her. The release felt fucking fantastic as I jerked inside of her with it as she flooded me with her warmth. “I needed that.”

“You’re working too hard, baby. Why don’t you just pay someone to run the place?” She asked as I frowned.

“I have managers that could run it, but it’s my Dad’s business. He wanted it to stay in the family.” Nadine watched as I rolled beside her and propped myself up on one arm. “I like working there.”

“You used to party, Brent.” I saw the look in her eyes, seeing the woman that didn’t work or earn a dime of her money. She was hot as hell and easy to get along with, but she didn’t understand who I was. She didn’t know me.

“I did, but I was forced to grow up.” Most of the families in my social circle weren’t close to one another, so a lot of the people that I hung out with didn’t know my father the way that I did. Some of their parents did, but my close friends are the ones that spent valuable time with us. They knew the man that I missed and worked hard for, but most of the women didn’t.

I stayed until the early morning pleasing her since she was beautiful and I was a man, a young man. I needed to take care of my needs, but I knew that I wouldn’t end up with Nina. I wouldn’t end up staying with her or anybody like her, but I could fuck her. I left and went home, finding the house dark as I walked up to my room. It looked like everyone was home and I took in the feel of the place for a moment as I started up the stairs, pausing for a moment.

I thought about Cecile and Veronica, who were beautiful women that were involved with my job. They understood the office, and we managed to mix it up, and I wondered what the chances are we would have of getting another good worker. Hell, I wondered if I’d find a woman that could handle my work schedule, assuming I ever wanted a woman.

It would have to wait, whatever the case. I had a lot of work to do. I looked around the house, remembering how hard Dad worked for all of this. He was lucky that he had Mom, who understood his schedule and worked with it.

In the morning, on the way to work, I felt Brandon’s eyes on me. “So, how’s Nina?” He asked as I stopped at a light and sipped my coffee.

“She’s fine. Hot as always, but I realized something.” I took off, and he leaned back in the seat.

“What’s that?” Brandon sounded amused as he pressed me for more information.

“She doesn’t get it. None of those girls do.” I looked at him as I stopped at another light. “They don’t work and never have.”