Kevin
Monday morning, I have a meeting with some of the editors first thing. I hate starting the week off with meetings, but I am the boss and that is the only way to get everyone in gear for the rest of the week.
Starting full speed after the weekend is always harder than it looks.
This time, the meeting is a lot more fun than normal. Not only is Carly present, but she looks like a wet dream. She wears a black dress suit with a skirt that is just long enough not to get her into trouble with the company dress code. She wears a crisp white blouse beneath her blazer that gapes a little when she bends forward so that I can see into her cleavage. Her dark hair is pulled away from her face, and her lips are a deep red.
Kissable. Fuckable.
Scott is present, too. The sexual tension between him and Carly is so thick I can taste it. It is pretty damn obvious he fucked her. He asked me if he could that night at the club before I left. I told him I had no problem with it. He needed to get in there if we are going to attempt a threesome. The more comfortable Carly is with the both of us, the better.
It is a good sign that she let him in, too. It means that we are that much closer to making that happen. I desperately want to fuck her. I want to have a threesome with her and Scott. Scott is my best friend, my wingman. I trust him with this, and it is going to be nothing but hot if we manage to get Carly to agree.
I have no idea on how we went from a simple bet to considering a threesome, but what the hell – it sounds fucking perfect.
Just thinking about it gets me hot and bothered. I shift in my seat, trying to get comfortable around my erection.
Scott glances at me. I know he is thinking the same thing. He’s seen Carly’s outfit, too. Plus, he had fucked her, so he knows what she is like. We are in this together, our arousal something we have to work with in a meeting where everyone else is present.
Carly glances up at me. Her lips curl into a smile. Is she thinking the same thing? Is she thinking about sex with me or with Scott? Is she thinking about fucking us both? I’ve already planted that seed in her mind, but I still don’t know for sure if that is what she wants.
I want her to want it. I need to find out where she is at, after the meeting.
I know Scott will be dying to find out, too. God, if she is willing, I can just imagine what we will be doing to her. I would fuck her in every hole. Her mouth is delicious. Her pussy is heaven, and her ass, well, I still haven’t gone there with her. But I’m sure it is something we can touch on. If she wants to do this, we are going to do it properly.
When I look at Scott, his eyes meet mine. I can see the hunger in his face–seeing him around women for years has taught me the telltale signs. It is impossible for the three of us to be in the same room together and not have the atmosphere be sexually charged.
The meeting finally ends, and the other members file out one by one. When it is just the three of us left, I get up and close the door.
“I hope you took notes of all that,” I say to Carly.
“That’s what I’m here for,” she says, and I know that she did more than just take notes. I’ve been giving her more and more responsibility, and she’s jotting down her thoughts on the margin of her notes. She has an analytical mind, one capable of cutting through the bullshit everyone loves to spout during meetings.
Good. Because I hadn’t been able to concentrate at all.
“Will you send them through to me, too?” Scott asks. “I didn’t exactly pay attention.”
Carly looks at him, and her face changes. A sexy smile replaced the innocent one.
“Were you distracted?” she asks.
“You know I was,” he says with a grin. She smiles back at him.
“It’s hard to fuck you and not think about it, afterward,” I say to her.
She turns to me. If she is embarrassed or surprised about how quickly this conversation turned dirty, she doesn’t show it. Scott and I pick up our chairs and move closer to her so the three of us sit together in a huddle.
“So, what do you think about a threesome?” I ask her. She glances at Scott.
“I want to do it,” she says, the words rolling out of her mouth fast. She doesn’t even sound unsure.
“Really?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Carly says and smiles. “I’ve never done it before, and I think it could be fun. I’ve been thinking a lot about it since…since I tried the two of you. I want it.”
I glance at Scott. He is grinning. Fuck, we are going to do this, aren’t we?
“Are you sure about this?” Scott asks. “We don’t want you to feel uncomfortable about anything, or feel obligated to do this.”
Carly nods. “I don’t do anything I don’t want to do, trust me. I want to do this. I want both of you to fuck me.”
Hearing her talk dirty like that makes me hot. Scott shifts in his seat, and I know he is as hot and horny as I am. If I had a choice, we would do it all right now. I would rip off her clothes, expose her tits and her ass. I would turn around so that she was facing Scott and bury my cock in her pussy while she sucks him off.
Thinking about getting her down and dirty like that makes me shiver, and I push the thoughts away. Control, that is the key right now.
“How are things with your sister?” Scott asks, bringing me back to reality. The question is a good one, too. Emma, was it? She seemed very upset when we’d been at the club together. It made me wish that Carly hadn’t brought her along, or that I hadn’t invited her to join us with her sister.
“Yeah, we’re okay, I guess,” Carly says with a shrug. “She’s having a little fit. She’ll get over it again. They don’t last very long.”
“So, you haven’t sorted it out?” I ask.
Carly shakes her head. “There’s nothing to sort out. I’m old enough to do whatever I want. She can’t tell me how to live my life.”
Scott glances at me. “Is she upset about us being on the picture?”
Carly sighs. “She’s just jealous that I can have fun when she doesn’t know how to. She’s a wet blanket sometimes.”
“I guess, what we’re trying to figure out is if she’s going to be a problem,” I say. Scott nods. Carly looks from me to Scott and back to me again. “We have a serious image we need to uphold here with the investors being so anal about our image. If we do this and it comes out, we’re screwed.”
Carly nods. “I get what you mean. And no, she won’t be a problem. My relationships, or which men I’m with, has nothing to do with her.”
“So, no problems?” I ask. It is imperative that we keep this behind closed doors. Franklin Hull is really an asshole when it comes to what he wants, and he won’t hesitate to withdraw his money and maybe even sink the company if it comes down to it.
And if that happens, no one’s going to win our Carly bet. Although that shouldn’t be a real concern, it is. We take our bets seriously. Even if they involve turning a vegan into a furious steak-devourer.
“No problems,” Carly says. “This is between the three of us. No one will hear a word of it from my mouth.”
I nod, happy with what she said. Scott look satisfied, too. I know that his satisfied look is more than just satisfaction about the investors and their ignorance. We are going to do this. We are going to have our threesome. Scott and I are going to fuck the same woman at the same time, and I can’t wait for it to happen.
I can’t believe this is fucking happening.
Carly gets up. “I have some work to do,” she says. “Notes to type up, emails to send.”
I nod. “Sure, I’ll see you in the office.”
I watch her leave the meeting room. She swings her hips from side to side as she walks, her ass a sight to behold. She closes the door behind her. I look at Scott.
“Well,” I say. “There it is.”
“Fuck, yeah,” he says and grins. “You weren’t joking about her. She’s something else.”
I chuckle. “I figured you had her. What was she like?”
“God, she was good. You didn’t tell me how dirty she can be. She looks like such an innocent thing, but once she’d turned on… wow.”
I laugh. “Yeah, I was surprised, too. I want details, bro.”
Scott tells me everything. The storage closet at the club is so much dirtier than anything I’ve done but that is Scott’s style. He has no shame. When he wants it, he gets it, no matter where it is. He has a dirty mouth and a dirtier mind. He talks to women like they are objects and they still come for him because he knows just how to do it.
Carly had liked it, too, obviously. She wants to do a threesome with us now. I don’t doubt that it is because of Scott and how he operates. He makes them feel like it is a privilege to have him fuck them. And he is the perfect candidate for a threesome because with something like that, everything decent goes out of the window.
Fucking a woman with your best friend just doesn’t fall under sweet and safe. It is down and dirty and just the thing that Scott would be able to facilitate.
“We have to do it soon,” Scott says. “In case she changes her mind.”
I shake my head. “I don’t think she’s going to change her mind. We’ll just keep going, and if we can’t do it together yet, we’ll just keep fucking her. Keep her coming.”
We both laugh. Yes, we are talking about her like she is just an object to get off to. But in a way, she is. She is a great person and a stunning personal assistant, but she is also the woman that agreed to fuck us both. The one that wants to do a threesome.
“I’ve been giving her a few tasks,” Scott adds then, almost offhandedly. “Six months and the board will vote her in as VP.”
“Six months and she’ll be VP,” I agree with Kevin, but then I just grin. “But that’s because they’ll follow my lead on that. I’ve been giving her more responsibilities, you know?”
“Keep telling yourself that, man. She’ll be my VP, not yours.”
“Anyway, we’ll talk to her and set a date, soon,” I say. “The VP stuff can wait. Right now I just want to do this. I don’t want to wait, either, and not just because of her changing her mind or because of the investors. I want to do it soon - I want to fuck her with you.”
Scott nods. “Yeah, man. It will be fucking hot. I can’t wait to get into her pants again, either way.”
His phone beeps.
“Gotta go,” he says when he checks it. He claps me on the shoulder and leaves the meeting room, leaving me behind alone. I look toward the window. God, this is going to be good. Getting Carly naked again, having her any way I want to and having Scott with me, doing the same.
The mere thought of it makes me shiver. I am hard in my pants. I could do with a release now, but I’m not going to do anything other than jack myself off until I get to fuck Carly again.
Nothing would be satisfying the way she would be.