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Cheri Red © 2013 Charisma Knight
Editor: Katriena Knights
Cover Art: Marteeka Karland
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Contents
Chapter One.. 6
Chapter Two.. 12
Chapter Three.. 17
Chapter Four. 21
Chapter One
Thoughts of Tom and Dan plagued her mind as Cheri made copies and prepared a hard-copy presentation for her boss. She’d clearly seen lust brewing in both men’s eyes. Or were they fighting just as hard as she was to cover their feelings?
Cheri insisted she’d handle things. Although they shared an awesome relationship, letting the ménage be known to the entire office would be detrimental to their careers. However, the fear of getting caught excited all three. Even so, they were all very careful.
Tom walked over, giving her a slight nod. He knew exactly how to get her motor running. “How are you doing today?” he asked. “Are you almost finished with the presentation?”
“Here ya go,” she chirped happily as she handed the presentation over to him.
“See you at lunch?” He winked at her.
“Definitely.” She watched as he exited the copy room. With a sigh she quickly cleaned the area she was working in and returned to her desk.
As Cheri returned to her desk, Dan slipped out of the conference room next to her. “Where’s Tom? Does he have a copy of the presentation?”
Cheri smiled. “Of course, he should be on his way.”
“Thank you for working so quickly on this project for us.” He lowered his voice. “Do you still have time in your schedule for lunch this afternoon?”
“Of course. Anything for my guys.”
Just then, Tom walked into the lobby waving the report. “Let’s knock em dead.”
“I wish you luck on the Murphy Project,” Cheri said with a smile. “You guys deserve this.”
“Where would we be without you?” Dan added. “We’re so grateful for you.”
“In more ways than one?” Tom said with a wink as they slipped into the room.
“Look, you’ve got a visitor already.”
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The three walked to Tom’s black BMW. Springtime was in the air. The birds were chirping, and a warm breeze caressed her skin. Cheri’s dress pressed against her neatly shaved triangle, and a tingling sensation rippled through her body at the gentle reminder that she wasn’t wearing any panties.
She smiled when Tom opened the passenger side. “You sit up front with me,” he said, motioning for her to climb in.
Dan chuckled as he climbed in the back, and a strange sensation tumbled over her. She knew what these two wanted, and she was determined to make them work for it. Smiling like a Chesire cat, she climbed into the truck and situated herself in the leather seat.
Dan cleared his throat, and put a hand on her shoulder. “You know, beautiful, I’ve been waiting all day for this. It’s been a demanding month, but now with the third quarter out of the way, we can spend some quality time together during the day. I’m hungry, but not for food at the moment.”
“Well, what do you have in mind?” Cheri purred seductively. Her pulse raced and heat rose in her belly. She wanted nothing more at this moment than to be sandwiched between both men. She could hardly wait for tonight.
“Are you taking us up on the invitation?” Tom asked.
“What invitation,” she asked playfully.
“Oooh, someone wants to play.” Dan chuckled as Tom reached out, caressing her thigh.
“Nice,” Tom crooned as he gently squeezed her leg. “Oh, baby, you got me hard as steel,” he whispered to her. “One day you’ve got to let us make love to you in this truck.”
“Maybe, one day,” she breathed. “Both of you, talk dirty to me now,” she demanded, ridding her soul of the stressful situation with Steve. “Tell me what you want to do to me,” she whispered breathlessly while squeezing her thighs together.
“Well, doll,” Tom said in his deep voice. “I for one would love to bend you over the bed and pound the living hell out of that sweet pussy of yours.” He leaned over slightly, the tips of his fingers edging toward her heated treasure. “Then, maybe I can worship that luscious ass of yours as well,” he insisted with a groan.
“Are you wet, baby?” Dan crooned. “My cock is so hard. Please tell me you’re wet.”
“Getting more soaked by the minute,” Cheri said as she scooted herself closer to Tom. “Think of something to say, just to get me off. I need to come, right now,” she demanded.
“Umm, getting that turned on, eh?” Tom said in a hushed tone.
“I can think of plenty of ways to get you off,” Dan whispered as he leaned forward. “You know what you need?”
“Yeah, to get fucked, hard and fast,” she muttered.
“Oh, baby, that’s exactly what you’re going to get.” He leaned in closer. “Tom can stuff his cock in your mouth, to muffle your cries.” His lips curved into a wicked smile. “Then, after I’ve tenderized your ass, I’ll take you from behind and fuck you raw.”
“Mmm.” Tom moaned as he glanced over to see her raising her skirt. “Oh, baby, are you wearing thigh-high stockings?”
She nodded mischievously.
“Aw, fuck!” Dan groaned. “Play with your pussy for us,” he instructed while leaning in closer for a better look.
Her panties were soaked through, and she cursed herself for not bringing another pair along. “Do you want to control me, Danny?”
“Yeah,” he shot back quickly, with a penetrating gaze.
Tom laughed out loud. “You two, simmer down. I’m going to come soon. I’d rather save it for Cheri, if you don’t mind.”
“You’d better save it for me, or else.”
Tom smiled. “Or else what, darling?”
“Or else you don’t get any tonight.” It was becoming extremely difficult to breathe, and she shifted in her seat as her juices trickled along her inner thighs. She closed her eyes, imagining surrendering total control to both men.
“You’d do that to me?” Tom joked while Dan sat back in the leather seat, laughing out loud.
“Hell, yeah. You’ve been a bad boy, and I’m afraid I’ll have to spank you.”
“Hmm, as if not giving me that sweet pussy isn’t punishment enough,” Tom groaned. “While you’re at it, you’d better make damn sure you rake those sexy-ass nails across my ass.”
Dan busted out laughing.
“What’s your problem, man?” Tom said with a grin.
“It just amuses me, how you like to be dominated by Cheri.” Dan snickered.
“You love to watch,” Tom shot back.
“Yeah, I do--it’s a turn on. But I prefer to dominate the little minx,” he said in a stern tone. “Wait until I get my hands on that delectable ass of yours tonight.”
Cheri turned in her seat and challenged Dan. “You’ll have to catch me first.”
“If you run, when I catch you, I’ll be sure to give you an additional ten lashes,” he warned. “Cheri Red.�
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“Good,” she said in a defiant tone. “I’ll make sure I’ll run and find a hiding spot you never thought of.” She grinned because she enjoyed spankings in addition to Tom and Dan tying her down.
“It’s your funeral,” Dan said with a laugh.
“No, buddy,” Tom muttered. “It’ll be yours.”
Chapter Two
The rest of the day went by so fast, it made Cheri’s head spin. After leaving work and arriving home, she strode into the house and headed for the bathroom, eager for a hot shower and the evening that lie ahead with her handsome suitors.
After her shower, she toweled herself dry and slunk naked into her bedroom. Her hands explored her luscious breasts and immediately dropped between the nest of curls between her thighs. She gasped when she found the sensitive button, slowly rolling it between her fingers.
Pinching her nipples while manipulating her drenched cunt, Cheri moaned.
Gyrating, she slid a finger into her cunt. As soon as she heard the vehicle pulling into her driveway, she quickened her pace, the need to orgasm rising rapidly in her core. Her lips parted, and eagerly she licked them as she brought her hips off the bed. They’d punish her in a most delectable way if they knew she was pleasuring herself. She smiled a wicked grin. Good. Moaning, she caressed her left breast with a hand, rolling and stretching the diamond-hard nipple between her fingers.
The doorbell rang, making her heart lurch while her orgasm pierced her soul, making her cry out in sheer pleasure. She quickly leapt off the bed and washed her hands before throwing on her dress of choice. The doorbell rang several times before she regained her composure, still out of breath from the mind-blowing fantasy she’d just experienced.
It was Tom. Her heart jumped as the handsome fellow crossed the threshold of her home. In his hand were a dozen blood red roses. “How’s my beautiful woman?” he said in a soothing voice before bending down to kiss her.
“Blessed,” Cheri said, throwing her arms around his neck. Standing on her tiptoes, she initiated another kiss. This time, he slipped his tongue between her full, pouty lips.
“Mmm,” he moaned, sniffing the air. “I can smell you. What have you been doing?” He pulled her closer to his tall frame, bringing his large hands to cup her ass. Instinctively, Cheri ground her body against his.
“Oh, baby, if you don’t stop right now,” he breathed huskily in her ear, “you’re going to make me devour you.
“Where’s Dan?” she asked.
“Waiting for us,” Tom admitted.
“I need you now,” she pouted. “You know how he loves to hear about our escapades. It gets him so riled up,” she murmured, before laying the roses down on the dining room table.
Tom’s hands explored her curves, cupped her breasts, and brushed against the length of her neck, tearing forth a moan from Cheri. “Mmm,” he whispered before nibbling her neck. “Think you’re going to get your way, don’t you?” He breathed against her cheek while slowly pulling her dress up.
“Oh, no, baby. I don’t think.” She gasped as his fingers brushed against her moist lips. “I know!”
“Just a little taste, sexy,” he whispered as he picked her up and set her on the sturdy dining room table. “You’ve got me hard as steel, because I know the reason why it took you so long to answer the door.” He grabbed her fingers, licking them before gently pushing her against the table.
Intense longing burned in his sky-blue eyes as he parted her firm thighs to gaze at her pussy. He looked at her and smiled as he stroked the swollen lips. She groaned and arched her back when his index finger teased the already needy, swollen bud.
“Oh, yeah,” she hummed as he increased his tempo, making the small bud blossom with pleasure. While holding his gaze, she inched her hips forward in a silent plea to slip his finger deep inside her wet cunt.
“Don’t worry,” he said huskily. “I know what you want—what you need.” He rested his finger at her soaked entrance. Tom pressed his lips together as he slowly invaded her pussy.
“Yes, oh, yes, honey.” Cheri thought she’d jump out of her skin when he added another finger. His groans heightened as he plunged them both in and out of her slick cunt. “Your mouth! Please, oh, God, need your mouth right now,” she cried out in ecstasy while pulling at her nipples through her clothing.
Obliging, Tom lowered his face near her hot spot. He was just as wanton as she was. Wasting no time, he buried himself between her thighs. In earnest, he tasted, licked, and suckled her engorged clit.
He ceased his ministrations long enough to talk dirty to her. “Are you trying to drown me, kitten?” He administered several long strokes to her flesh. “Mmm, tastes so good. Now be a good girl and come in my mouth,” he commanded.
“Oh, yes, hmm,” Cheri squealed, running her fingers through the salt-and-pepper strands of his hair. “Oh!” she exclaimed as he pinned her hips firmly against the table to keep her from wriggling.
“Like that, baby,” he said with a smile. “You know you love being restrained. Wait until Dan gets a hold of you,” he teased before going down on her once m0re.
She bit her lip when he caught her clit between his teeth. The thought of both men restraining her caused her belly to burn with desire. Gently, he pulled at her while slipping a finger inside. A wave of pleasure washed over her, and she fell flat on her back as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Yes--yes, my darling,” Tom purred as her climax crested. “That’s right,” he moaned against her thigh. Hungrily, he lapped at the juices clinging to her inner thighs. He smiled when she jumped slightly, and reveled in how hard her thighs were trembling.
“Oh, Tom,” she moaned breathlessly as he lifted her off the table. Her heart drummed against her chest. “Umm, you need to wash your face,” she said with a smile.
“Yeah, and you need to do a bit of cleaning up yourself, there. You’ve got that syndrome,” he said, walking toward the bathroom door.
“What syndrome,” she asked with a laugh.
“Sticky thigh syndrome,” he said with a wink.
Chapter Three
“Well, it’s about time you two showed up,” Dan chastised. Tom and Cheri strolled arm-in-arm into the elaborate home. For a bachelor, Dan had exquisite taste, as did Tom. “Allow me to take your coat, my Nubian queen.”
“Thank you, darling.”
“Hell, babe, I can smell you on his face,” Dan teased. “I knew something was up when you didn’t get here on time.”
“Yeah, something was up, all right,” Tom said, winking at her.
“Well, madam was insistent upon not going out, and having something simple for this evening’s dinner,” Dan teased as he walked out into his large kitchen.
Tom followed suit. Both men emerged from the kitchen. Dan had a large silver platter carrying a scrumptious pizza with the works, while Tom carried another platter with buffalo wings of every type.
“Mmm,” Cheri moaned. “Smells delish!”
“Yes, baby, we know how much you love the atomic wings.” Tom laughed as they all sat down at the table.
“Yup, and the teriyaki, and the sweet ’n sour,” she giggled as she looked at them both. Her men definitely knew how to treat their lady.
As they ate, they discussed the day’s events and future plans for vacationing in Palm Springs.
“Palm Springs totally rocks.” Cheri snickered. “I so can’t wait!”
“We’re taking two weeks off,” Dan said before taking a healthy bite of his pizza. “Make sure you put in for it,” he gently reminded her.
“Seriously, honey, you only have to tell me once.”
“June twentieth,” Tom chided. “Mental note. Not even trying to vacation without you, woman.”
“Oh, yeah, what would you two birds possibly do without me?” she said, placing her hand against her chest in a playful manner.
Dan laughed and wiped his hands. “How about we show you what we’ll do with you?” He suggested. “Oh, and don’t t
hink I’m letting you off the hook so easily,” he added with a brazen look.
“What—what do you mean?” She had to catch her breath as both men looked at her as though they were about to jump her bones. “Ohhh!” She covered her mouth and laughed. “Okay, guys.” She cocked her head playfully to the side. “Mind in the gutter already, I see.”
“Damned right,” Tom said, rising to his feet.
Both men had their sights set on her. Tom took her hand and eased her out of the chair.
“You egged me on,” she joked as Dan swept her off her feet. His strong arms gripped her tight as he carried her off to his bedroom. The heat from his fingers burned into her flesh, and her nipples swelled against her bra. Cheri nuzzled Dan’s neck, inhaling his masculine fragrance and musky cologne.
“Mmm, keep that up, and I’ll fuck you right here in the hallway,” Dan threatened. “Lucky for you I’m patient.” He strode into the bedroom, laying her down on the bed.
Dan undressed her, and she sucked in a breath as her pussy clenched. Her pussy became soaked from their primitive gazes.
“I cannot allow you to escape your punishment,” Dan said in a harsh voice. He looked up at Tom. “Bring me the handcuffs and leg shackles,” he told his old friend. “Oh, and buddy…” He glanced back at her with intent. “Don’t forget that flogger.”
“What?” Cheri gulped as Dan continued stripping her bare.
“Oh, yeah, baby,” he crooned. “I need to whip that sweet ass into submission,” he said in a serious tone. “You’ve been such a bad girl.” He tweaked her nipple.
Tom disappeared for a few minutes and returned with a leather case. Her body shuddered in anticipation of what they were going to do with her. Both cocks saluted her, their heads seeping clear fluid, which she longed to taste.
Dan pushed her gently on her back, spreading her legs wide while Tom brought her hands above her head, restraining her with the handcuffs.
“Don’t tell me.”
“Shh,” Dan placed a finger against her lips. “Be silent, or this will take all night.”
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