10
Madeline
Senior principles of business was the last nail in the coffin to being a business major. And I hated it.
The entire class was a collection of soul wrenching group projects. No one wanted to do any of the work, they were all too busy partying to keep up with anything. I was lucky two people dropped the course and it left us with an uneven number, so I got to work alone.
Sure, I could have split work with a group of two other people but I would probably just end up doing it myself. So I am. I didn’t mind it though, since there is a part of me that likes to be in control. Luckily, I doubled the final as the same proposal I gave to Jake and Logan. Speaking of…
I was slumped in the seat because my back and thighs were sore. Even my abs, as if I had done a full body workout. I might as well have.
There was a time when I would have freaked if I even thought of the possibility of what I did last night. I lived a boring life. I went through the awkward phase in high school, of fondling and wading through relationships in school. I had two boyfriends in high school. The first was my sophomore year and he was my first kiss, and first date. He was sweet, and nice but there was nothing there. I went out with him because everyone in my friend group had someone, and he asked me out. There was no real reason to turn him down. He was ‘high-school’ cute, I imagine he looks much better now. But then homecoming came about and we went together, but I realized there was nothing tying me to him. I think we lasted seven months though, but not through the summer.
Then senior year came and I dated a starting linebacker for the football team. It didn’t seem that important, but in Texas, it was. Which is where I grew up. But he was muscular and hard and he made my heart flutter. I kept telling myself I was in love with him. After three months of dating, I lost my virginity to him and made the mistake of telling him I loved him. He dumped me a week later.
That was it until now. I wouldn’t call Jake or Logan my boyfriend, but the way they took me in the restaurant made me feel like I belonged to them.
At first, I could barely remember it, when I first got home. Being in the restaurant, squished between their thighs as Jake held me in place, and Logan masterfully played me with his fingers wasn’t far back in my head. But I was near climax, in a public place, and it scared and thrilled me all at the same time. I deftly recall finishing lunch, which I barely ate because my stomach was in severe knots, and then climbing into their limo.
Sitting in class my thighs rubbed together and the lecturer drowned out in the back of my head. I could still feel the flutter of my heart as Jake carried me into the bedroom. They took turns undressing me, each turn was equal and left fire in its wake. I noticed how different their touch was. Jake would grab me as he peeled my skirt off, Logan would trail his fingertips over me like he was tracing every inch of me; my breasts, and my thighs as he slid my panties off. Each touch was so different but I liked both.
It went on for hours, and I could barely believe it. If I wasn’t in class I think I would be getting myself off to the memory. The food, their tongues, their cocks…
Nothing compares to the feel of them. Logan was thick and long enough to take me from behind. Jake was hung enough he could reach my very core and it wouldn’t split me in half because his girth wasn’t too wide. My sex adapted to them both in the weirdest yet most amazing of ways. When one would leave me I was ready for the other.
We were a sweaty mess of three people in the throes of passion for hours on hours. I craved it. At first it was lost to me, that I could be shared by two men. I couldn’t say I had a strong set of morals or anything, but it was still such a different feeling. Sarai would lose it; I hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to her yet.
I was wrapped up in the two of them, but still didn’t know where I stood. I mean, I do work for them and I am trying to make a name for myself in the business world with their help and money. I had to stay focused, and I still have three weeks of school left.
But a night like that was bound to stick with me, even now.
“Please keep working on your projects. I will see you all next time.”
Finally, he concluded the lecture. Mr. Samme was a nice guy, but old and dated in my opinion. He was always using the old business model. Anyway, I left class and stopped at the café for a coffee. The weather was warmer now, so I regretted my jeans, but my tee shirt kept me cool.
As I sat at the small table, in the corner away from everyone else, I kept thinking of what they would say. Most of the time, we weren’t talking. But when we were, they promised the dirtiest of things that still got me excited. Confused and unsure, but excited nonetheless. Logan said I was theirs, Jake said I belonged to them.
They told me they wanted to corrupt me. And I wanted them to.
Gosh, at this point I have to go in the car and finish myself off because I’ve aroused myself so much.
“Don’t look so somber.”
I felt him before I heard him. Logan.
He came behind me, his hand on my shoulder for a split second. But there are people around and he snatched it away just as fast. Then he was sitting in front of me. Innocently, as a professor might be having coffee with his student. He set his cup down and my eyes followed those slender fingers of his that know me so well. I swallowed, and then met his eyes. Dark with a smolder as he looked at me.
He looked so crisp and clean, as always. He had a tailored jacket over a smooth, cream white dress shirt, slightly unbuttoned at the top. I didn’t know if he was wearing jeans or dress pants, but I was sure he would look great in both.
“I’m not.” I finally spoke. He slightly frowned as his eyes glinted around. I knew he wanted to be closer to me then, even as he leaned forward he stopped himself.
His jaw ticked as he thought. I blinked back at him, unsure of what to say. Anyone in here could cut the sexual tension with a knife, and it may not even do anything to it. I felt the same way around Jake. But somehow each feeling was different, in its own way. Around Logan I wanted to hold him. Around Jake I wanted him to…rough me around. I sighed.
“Long day?” Logan asked, he grinned slightly. His frown gone. Surely no one would think anything just because we were sitting here together.
“Sort of. I…had a tiring night.” His eyes gleamed and he smiled, making sure it didn’t look like an ‘I want to fuck you’ smile.
“I can imagine.” His eyes roamed over my chest, even though it was hidden by the cotton of my shirt he still rolled his jaw, as he does when he is aroused. They both have different tells.
Logan would crack his neck ever so slightly and roll his tongue over the inside of his cheek. It was hot. They were both hot. God, it’s hot in here.
“How is your day going? You taught today?” I asked nervously. It seemed like such an odd conversation to behaving with a man who was eating out of my sex the night before.
“I did. I just finished my office hours. Are you enjoying your final days of class?”
I nodded softly.
“Yes, I am. I’m eager for it to be over though, so I can focus on the internship.”
“You have a great work ethic, I always thought so.”
I smiled at his compliment. It meant a lot coming from him as both a businessman and an awfully pretty man.
“Thank you.”
He sipped his coffee and I took the second to quench my own thirst with the creamy, sugary liquid I concocted.
“But speaking of your internship.” He stood up, leaning forward for only a slight moment. But it was enough for me to inhale his sharp citrus and woodsy scent and get a little lightheaded.
“We want you in the office today at five.”
That sentence could be interpreted in so many ways. I went over all of them as he walked away. But I landed right on the word ‘want.’ He didn’t mean it in a business way at all. I would be seeing both of them, again.
I had nearly two hours before hand so I went home and changed into something racier. I would usually be in the library studying, but I thought I could spare a day. Telling myself this wasn’t going to change anything, and it didn’t mean I was slacking off. We all need one day, right?
“You’re in a hurry!” Sarai was in the living room when I came crashing in.
“Um…” I knew I had to take a shower too, so I didn’t have much time to talk. But she followed me into the bathroom anyway and screamed over the shower.
“What’s going on with you?” She asked me. I shampooed my hair quickly, luckily it dries quickly.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” I smiled to myself.
“Try me, bitch. I haven’t seen you since you got that job. What are your bosses like?”
I rinsed off and started shaving my legs. I took a deep breath, and here goes it all.
“They’re aggressively hot, and sexy. And I had sex with them both last night.”
There was silence. And then the cold room slammed into me as she yanked the shower curtain back and glared at me. We didn’t have strict boundaries, obviously. But the way I was standing trying to shave my right leg left me wide open and I scrambled to cover up.
“No. Way.” Her lips hinted at a smile.
“Yeah. Way. I’m getting ready to go and see them.”
She pursed her lips and let me continue my shower.
“What was it like? I mean I have always thought about it, but I never even…wow. I didn’t know you did things like that. I’m impressed and shocked. And confused!” She rambled on a little farther and I drowned her out when I rinsed off.
“I don’t know, honestly. They just make me crazy when I am around them.”
“So, you’re legit attracted to them both? I never thought…”
“Yeah. I am. There are different things about them. Different qualities that I like.” I finished up and grabbed my towel. I wrapped it around myself and then stepped out of the shower.
“Oh my goodness.” She looked up at me from her spot on the vanity stool. Her hair started to cling from the steam.
Back in my bedroom she dropped onto my bed and continued her interrogation.
“What kind of qualities?”
I tugged on a pair of pink lace panties and she laughed. I tried to pick out a matching bra but I fell short. I just picked out a white half cup bra I only wore a few times.
“You’re trying to kill them.” She nodded to my choice of undergarments.
“Stop. And I don’t know. They touch different ways, kiss different and…you know.” I flushed. Even now I still couldn’t talk about it. Not out loud at least. I wanted to say they fuck different.
Logan likes to stretch me wide with his girth and Jake likes to climb inside of me and pound my core.
“Uh huh. There is something about them, I don’t know.”
“How will it affect your work? And wait…” she made a face as she thought, “isn’t one of them a teacher here? Oh yeah! Logan um…Moyer.”
“Why do you think everyone talks about him? I mean he’s a great businessman but still. I don’t know how it will affect my work because we haven’t done much. They seem very professional though, and I can be too.”
Except for the fact that I was on my way to their office right now to do God knows what.
“I hope so.”
I found a good pair of dark jeans and a white vee neck that hung low and showed cleavage. I honestly didn’t know how I was supposed to dress because I knew I wasn’t working today.
“So, when you’re having sex do you take them both? Like, at the same time?”
I looked at her through the mirror as I brushed my hair to help it dry. How had I not even thought about that yet? We had mostly just taken turns. I would suck one off while the other was inside of me. But I couldn’t even imagine that, they were both so intimidating.
“We didn’t last night but…it’s something I guess we might do. Maybe when I trust them more.”
Sure, I am wildly attracted to them and hopped into bed with them. But that trust wasn’t completely there. I think I mostly respected them as businessmen and…lovers maybe. I had no clue how anyone could put a label on it. But it was too soon to freak out about that anyway.
“I get you.” She eyed me carefully and I knew the lecture was coming. Thankfully she waited until I had my shoes on and was ready to go.
“Just be careful. These are big time business guys, and one of them is a teacher. I don’t think they would throw you a lifeline if it meant they go down.” She held my arms carefully. Even though she looked less than tough in her pink onesie, she was anything but. And I knew she wanted the best for me.
“Thank you. I won’t do anything drastic, I’m just…having fun.” There. That was even mostly true.
If anything I was having fun. Before I graduate and run off into the real world to struggle. This was fun, and I needed to keep it easy.
“Okay. Fun is good. I’ll see you later.”
She waved goodbye and I was on my way to their office. I always thought my beetle looked so out of place, but now it really does in a lot full of the finest luxury vehicles. I knew my way around by now.
At three minutes until five I strolled into the office, not sure which one to go in. I heard noises from Jake’s office, so I went there first. His office was very chill; seriously, he had a pool table. His couches were a cream leather and the desk wide and wooden. I opened the door to find them both looking over a dozen papers.
They both looked up at me as I entered, their conversation ceasing. Jake smiled smugly, looking at me like I was already naked. He was very casual today in khaki shorts and a tight, dark blue polo. Logan was the same as earlier, sans jacket. Their eyes were wide and wired. Excited from work and me I suppose.
“Hi.”
Their grins were sexy, their eyes lulled me to undress.