“Thanks, but I arranged with the taxi driver to come and pick me up.” Josh checked the time on his phone display. “Hopefully, he should be here any time now.”
As if on cue, the doorbell pealed.
“Great timing.” Amber grinned. “Well, thanks for coming.”
“And thanks for giving up your time for me,” Josh replied. “It’s been brilliant meeting both of you, and I think you’re going to love the finished interview.”
Felix stood, and escorted Josh to the front door. His cock was still hard in his underwear, and he was glad the baggy cut of his trousers went some way towards disguising an erection that otherwise would have been all too obvious. Amber followed a couple of paces behind, appearing lost in her own thoughts.
On the doorstep, Felix shook hands with Josh, while Amber gave him a kiss on the cheek. The lipgloss smudge she left there reminded Felix irresistibly of the way she’d put her mark on Josh’s cock in his fantasy, and he wondered again just why he was so aroused by the thought of sharing Amber with this man.
They’d barely waved Josh off in the taxi before Felix had pinned Amber up against the wall and was kissing her with the fiercest of hungers.
Chapter Three
Amber didn’t know where Felix’s sudden show of passion had come from, but she couldn’t deny she liked it. Her husband’s hands were on the hem of her skirt, pushing it up towards her waist, while he nipped at the soft, sensitive flesh at the base of her throat with his teeth. She’d thought he’d been distracted while Josh had been interviewing them, his mind elsewhere even though he was giving perfectly bland answers to perfectly bland questions. Had he been thinking about fucking her all that time?
“Why don’t we take this to the bedroom?” she said, as Felix tugged at the halter tie of her top. “Alison might come to tidy up the coffee things and see us.”
“And what if she does?” Felix asked, not pausing in his actions. The top fell open, and he pushed his chest hard against her naked breasts, the chafing of his shirt on her nipples making the buds crinkle. “Doesn’t it turn you on to think of her watching us? Maybe she’d get so horny she’d have to play with herself while I fucked you up against the wall…”
“Hey, where’s all this coming from?” It wasn’t unusual for Felix to share his fantasies with her, but until now they hadn’t included the possibility of someone actually catching them in the act of making love.
“Tell me what you thought of Josh,” Felix said, changing tack. He was busy with her skirt now, the elasticated waist making it easy for him to pull the garment down and leave her in nothing but her panties and heels. Was he really going to strip her bare in the hallway, and why wasn’t she making more than the most half-hearted effort to stop him?
“He’s a nice guy, very bright. Wasted on a magazine like Glitz!, I’d say.”
“No, I mean do you find him attractive, because he certainly had a thing for you.”
“You think so?” The relentless, circling pressure of his hands on her breasts was making it hard for her to think of anything but sex. He slipped his hand lower, skimming the slight curve of her belly, and she caught her breath, willing him to slip his fingers down into the waistband of her panties and touch her where she really needed it.
“Darling, I could feel the chemistry between the two of you from the other side of the room. I’ve never known you react like that to any other man.”
“Okay, so he’s hot, in a scruffy kind of way, I admit it.” She blushed a little, remembering how Josh had smiled at her, how a definite tingle of excitement had passed through them when they’d shaken hands in greeting. Felix, perceptive as ever, had picked up on the attraction between them, and there was no sense in denying it. “It’s not like I’m going to do anything about it.”
“Maybe you should.” Felix had unfastened his trousers and loosed his cock. He encouraged Amber to take it in her hand and begin to stroke it. The heat and hardness of him sent a flood of desire down to her pussy, juice soaking the thin fabric of her panties.
“What do you mean? You’re saying you want me to go after another man.”
“Not any other man. Just Josh. I don’t know why, but seeing you together, it—it just looked right, somehow. And I started to think how much I’d like to see him fucking you, and how I’d like to join in. You’ve thought about having two men at once, haven’t you?”
“Yes.” Of course she had. It was one of the fantasies she liked to weave when the two of them were in bed together, telling Felix all the things she’d willingly let another man do to her, how much pleasure it would give her to have two dicks to play with, two mouths to suck her tits and pussy, four hands to caress her all over. Sometimes, she even got out one of her dildos and sucked it while Felix fucked her, pretending it was the real thing she was taking deep in her throat.
“Well, what if I told you I’d thought of a way of making that happen?”
He yanked at her panties, almost tearing them in his hurry to remove them. Not that he couldn’t afford to buy her a new pair or three if he did ruin them, she reflected. Once the wet scrap of silk was off, Felix hoisted Amber up, her bare back sliding against the wall. His movements were rough, uncoordinated, his obvious need to be buried inside her exciting her all the more. She clung tight to him as he guided himself into place. He paused to shower her face with kisses as she hung, suspended above him, the head of his dick bathed in her flowing juices but not yet breaching her entrance.
“You’d do it?” she asked, in the moment before she slid down on to his upthrust length. “You’d let Josh fuck me? And it wouldn’t change anything between us?”
“Nothing could change the way I feel about you,” he assured her, his words breathed directly into her ear. “I love you, Amber, and I always will. You’re everything to me. That’s why I want to do this, because I’m sure it will strengthen what we feel for each other, not weaken it.”
Then he was pushing up, into the hot, clutching grasp of her cunt. Amber cried out at the delicious penetration, feeling the two of them become one. He gripped her arse cheeks, holding her secure, and she wrapped her arms round the back of his neck. The musk of his cologne, the muskier scent of his body mingled so seductively with it, inflamed her senses. “Fuck me, Felix,” she pleaded. “Show me just what I mean to you.”
His response was to jab into her with short, almost brutal thrusts that slammed her against the wall. The jerking motions sent a dull friction through her pussy, setting her clit pulsing. Her moans filled the hallway and she was sure Alison would come running, alerted by the commotion. If the housekeeper arrived and saw them, Felix still fully dressed, Amber naked, fucking for all they were worth, would they stop what they were doing? She very much doubted it.
She raked at Felix’s back through his shirt with her fingernails, and she tightened her pussy muscles around Felix’s dick, flexing and squeezing with a subtle caress that had him groaning, begging her to stop if she didn’t want him to come.
“But I do want you to. Come for me, Felix. Fill me with everything you’ve got.”
She wasn’t one for using such earthy language, but it obviously did something for Felix. He called out her name and she felt his cum pumping into her. The sight and sensations of her husband caught in such a powerful orgasm swept her into a climax of her own, leaving her clutching helplessly to Felix as her body heaved and shook.
At last, Felix eased out of her, and guided her to stand on legs that still felt weak. His lips quirked in a smile. “Seems you needed that just as much as I did.”
“Yeah, I did. And now I need a shower. Want to join me?”
Felix shook his head. “I have to make a phone call.”
Amber bent to pick up her scattered clothes. By the time she’d retrieved them, Felix had his phone clamped to his ear. “Don’t tell me, you’re checking in with Shona. Business never takes time off, right?”
“Actually, it’s not Shona… Er, yes, hello there.” Amber made to leave, but Felix
raised a hand in a gesture that commanded her to stay, as though she’d want to hear what he had to say. “Yes, Josh, it’s Felix Meredith. You made your train okay…? Great. Look, Amber and I have been talking and, well, how would you like to redo the interview?”
Redo it? Amber shot Felix a stunned look. Given how reluctant he’d been to give up any of his time to speak to Glitz!, why would he suggest another interview?
“Well, I just think we could give you a better insight into our lifestyle, that’s all… I mean, what the readers really want to know is what we spend our money on and how much fun we have doing it, not how the Midas balance sheet looks. What I was going to suggest is that you spend a week with Amber and me, and we’ll show you how we live. We’ll take you out to our beach house, maybe have a couple of days in New York. Assuming you can swing that with your editor, that is?”
The chuckle Felix gave a moment later was obviously in response to Josh assuring him that yes, he could swing it.
When he ended the call, Felix beamed at Amber. “See, I told you I had a plan. And I’m right, aren’t I? If Josh comes on a trip with us, he’ll get a much better feature out of it.”
“And what will we get out of it?” Amber asked, amazed by her husband’s deviousness.
His grin was wolfish. “Us? Why, we’ll get Josh, of course.”
Chapter Four
Josh stood on the forecourt of Brookwood Station, a rucksack on the asphalt between his booted feet and his jacket collar turned up against the thin rain that fell steadily, waiting for Felix to arrive. He craned his neck in the direction of the few cars that approached, thinking how remiss of him it had been not to ask what the media mogul would be driving. Then a silver Rolls-Royce—sleek, shiny, the noise of its engine little more than a purr—pulled up to the kerb by the station entrance, and Josh realised his ride had arrived.
The passenger window slid smoothly down. “Hi, Josh,” Felix said from inside the car, “hope you haven’t been waiting too long. Roadworks on the approach into town, I’m afraid.”
Opening the door, Josh got into the passenger seat. He was almost afraid to put his rucksack down in the footwell, not wanting to sully the Roller’s pristine interior. “No, I’ve only been here a few minutes. This is a fantastic car, by the way.”
“Well, I did think about coming to pick you up in the Alfa Romeo, but that would have been too flashy, don’t you think?” Felix grinned.
Josh clicked his seatbelt in place and settled back against the soft leather upholstery. Felix explained that he would be taking the long way back to the Manor, to avoid the emergency water main repairs that had held him up on the way to the station, but Josh sensed it was also to give him more time to enjoy riding in the classic car.
It was safe to say that Lucinda, his editor, had jumped at the chance to let him go wherever the Merediths decided to take him. Europe, New York, the Caribbean… Even if they went no farther than their own back garden over the course of the week, being granted an exclusive look at a billionaire’s lifestyle was an opportunity that came around so rarely, Josh was determined to make the most of it. And anything was an improvement on sitting in Glitz!’s Carnaby Street office, transcribing the notes of the interview he’d done with Felix and Amber two days earlier.
“What do you think of the song?” Felix’s voice cut into his thoughts. Josh hadn’t been paying much attention to the music oozing from the car’s concealed speaker system, but now he listened, he recognised the voice, if not the tune.
“Well, it sounds like Katie K, but…”
“It’ll be the first single off her next album,” Felix explained. “I got the exclusive mix yesterday. One of the perks of being the boss.” He glanced briefly in Josh’s direction, face breaking into a grin, before giving his full attention back to the road ahead of him. “You know, out of all the businesses I’m involved with, nothing excites me more than being the head of Midas Records, even after all this time. I’ve never told anyone this, but when I was studying for my A-levels, some mates and I formed a band. I played the guitar, thought I was going to be the next Pete Townshend. Of course, we never made it out of Darren Murray’s dad’s garage.” He shook his head. “Darren Murray. Now, he was wild. I wonder what he’s doing now. Probably got a wife, two kids and some dull middle-management role, and still dreams about being a rock star at weekends…”
Josh couldn’t help smiling at Felix’s nostalgia trip, even as part of him wished he’d had the foresight to switch on his digital recorder. Felix Meredith, guitarist in some eighties teenage garage band. Now there was an exclusive.
Felix’s next words had Josh’s mind racing into completely different territory.
“Josh, when I suggested you spend a week with me and Amber, and that we share our lifestyle with you, I had something of an ulterior motive. You see, I couldn’t help noticing that there was an…attraction between you and Amber. And I wondered how you felt about acting on that attraction?”
Josh struggled to find a reply, shocked by a question that had seemingly come out of nowhere. He glanced out of the car window, worried that he might glance over and see fury etched on Felix’s face. Whatever diversion they’d taken on leaving the station, they were back on the road he recognised from his previous trip to Brookwood Manor, passing through a thickly wooded area, the trees on each side of the road so close together that their branches met overhead. He felt as though he was passing through some strange, dark tunnel into another world.
“Look, Felix, Amber’s gorgeous, I’ll admit that.” Just remembering how it had felt when Amber had leaned close to kiss him goodbye, her curvy body pressed against his own, sent a jolt of pleasure surging to Josh’s cock. “But she’s—you’re married, and I would never mess around with another man’s wife.”
Particularly not one who seemed as devoted to her husband as Amber did. Josh had interviewed any number of celebrity couples, more than one of whom had given him the impression—correctly, as it later turned out—that they were only dating to generate publicity for whatever film or TV show they were promoting. But the body language between Amber and Felix suggested they were still as crazy about each other as they’d been the day they married.
“But you wouldn’t be messing around with her,” Felix pointed out. “That implies you’d be sleeping with her in secret. What I’m proposing is that, just for this week, you find out what it’s like to live life the way I do—and that includes sharing Amber.”
Josh could hardly believe what he was hearing. “And Amber knows about this? She’s happy with it?”
“Oh, yes. She’s very much looking forward to being fucked by both of us.”
They were through the woods now, and any moment they would be turning off the main road, heading through the high security gates that guarded the entrance to the Manor’s grounds. Amber would be waiting to greet them. Was she wondering how the conversation between Felix and Josh had gone, whether he had agreed to the Merediths’ bizarre but oh, so appealing proposition?
“So, what do you say, Josh? Are you up for it?”
Josh didn’t hesitate, knowing a chance like this would never come to him again. “If it’s really okay with both of you, then yes, I am.”
Now Felix’s grin was so broad it almost filled the whole car. “Fantastic. Amber will be delighted when we tell her.”
* * * *
When they arrived at the Manor, it was to find Amber in the drawing room, hunting through the drawers of an antique bureau.
She greeted Felix with a peck on the cheek, and flashed a distracted-looking smile at Josh. “Felix, I can’t find your passport. I thought it was in here.”
He shook his head. “It’s in the desk in my study. I’ll dig it out later.”
“Well, make sure you do. We’re being picked up to be taken to Gatwick just after six tomorrow morning, and I don’t want the chauffeur to have to turn round because you haven’t got your passport.”
“Don’t worry about it.” He walked over to the
drinks cabinet, and opened a door on the left-hand side. It swung open to reveal a miniature refrigerator. Felix brought out a bottle of champagne, and began untwisting the wire cage surrounding the cork. “Let me pour you a glass of this. We’re celebrating.”
“We are?”
“Josh said yes.” Felix didn’t need to elaborate. Amber ran over and flung her arms around her husband.
“That’s wonderful!” She gave him a long, slow kiss on the lips that had Josh shivering with envy and desire as he watched. When they finally broke apart, she beckoned Josh to her. He set the rucksack he’d almost forgotten he was holding down on the carpet, and went to join her.
Amber caught her hands in his. He could smell her perfume, subtle and spicy, with just a hint of something that was uniquely Amber lurking under it. “So, you’ve agreed to our little scheme, then?”
Josh nodded, unable to speak for the lust coursing through him. God, he couldn’t help but want her. He hadn’t admitted it to Felix in the car, but when he’d got back to his flat after interviewing the couple, he’d flung himself down on the bed, not even bothering to undress. Pulling his cock from his fly, he’d wanked to a swift and shattering climax, head filled with images of Amber. He’d imagined himself burying his head beneath her skirt, pulling down her panties, and licking her clit till she squirmed against his face, wetting his skin with her juices. And now Felix was giving him permission to do just that, along with whatever else sharing her might involve. As Felix handed him a glass of champagne, preparing to toast the beginning of their three-way relationship, he couldn’t wait for the fun to begin.
* * * *
Josh woke to hear the pilot announcing they were about to begin their descent into Antigua’s V.C. Bird airport. He’d never expected to sleep so well on a long-haul flight, but then he’d never had the luxury of travelling first class before.
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