Naughty Bedtime Stories: In Three Words

by Rue Volley

  I screamed as he hit my spot, “Sean, yes!”

  “Fuck, baby.” He let my legs go and they instantly wrapped around him.

  His nose touched mine as he took my lips and bruised them with his. Keeping his pace, while sucking on his tongue, I heard him growl. Grabbing his ears, I whispered, “Come for me.”

  His green eyes lifted to mine and he sped up his movements. He squeezed the side of my neck then bit my lip before he growled and came hard. Sean slammed his hard cock into my willing pussy three times before he stayed. All while holding me tight.

  “Fuck, you feel good Stacey,” he said as his head fell down on my shoulder.

  My arms automatically wrapped around to rub his back. He earned an award for what he just did. My pussy was humming with anticipation for more.

  Sean stayed that way so long, I thought he was sleep. He raised his head and said, “I’ll be right back.”

  After disposing of the condom, he joined me on the bed again and said, “Babe, its quarter to seven. What time do you need to be at work?”

  “Oh shit,” I exclaimed.

  “Hold on,” he pressed me back down with his arm. “What time do you need to be there?”

  “In an hour.” Panic started to set in.

  “Okay, shower and then I’ll take you.”

  “W-what?” I blinked at him.

  “We shower,” he tapped my right hip and finished, “and then I’ll take you to work.”

  “Uh, okay.”

  ***

  “Thanks so much,” I started to rush out the car as he pulled up to my office.

  “Wait,” he grabbed my hand.

  “Yes?” I asked.

  “Tonight, I have a thing across town and that will go on until late in the evening. But, tomorrow night, I want to see you. Dinner at the Harbor, sound good?”

  “Uh, sure,” I said, only thinking about work because I didn’t want to hear Scott’s mouth.

  “Okay,” he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me into him for a kiss.

  A deep, smoldering kiss, causing my panties to dampen.

  When he let go, I exclaimed, “Sean!”

  “I enjoyed the past 12 hours with you. Now you can go.” He said. “I’ll probably be in later.”

  “Okay,” I said, not really paying attention. “Bye.”

  Almost running up the stairs with one minute left.

  Whew, I made it on time.

  “About time,” Scott snapped as I walked through the door.

  “I’m not late,” I snapped back.

  “Oh, less than 45 seconds,” Scott held up his minute watch.

  Shayla shook her head and said, “Morning Stace.”

  Walking past the turd, I smiled at Shayla. “Morning.”

  “You slept over Rich’s last night?” I asked.

  “Yeah, I figured you’d be cool this morning?”

  We laughed and Scott rolled his eyes, then left the room.

  ***

  I filled Shayla in on every detail of the past twelve hours.

  Around two, Keith confirmed that we had no appointments and called both Shayla and me in the office. Scott was already in there at the table looking at his phone. A few minutes late, the door opened Sean walked in wearing in a navy suit and yellow shirt. Shayla and I looked at each other in confusion.

  “Sean, there you are man,” Keith boomed.

  “Hey, how is everybody doing?” He looked around the room, but only Keith responded.

  “We’re fine man. I just wanted to gather everyone and let them know what was going on.”

  “Yeah, makes sense.” He looked at me, but I looked away.

  “So, everybody.” Keith raised his voice in the small room. “I have an announcement to make.”

  As he looked around the room, Scott was still on his phone. Keith rolled his eyes and at that moment, you could almost see his age. He was older, maybe in his 60’s, but his body was that of a retired football player. Bald, muscles, with a bit of a belly and very muscular legs. His hospital gear hid most of that, but I’m sure he intimidated a lot of folks in his day. Even now.

  Scott was the complete opposite, short, sandy hair, skinny and a nuisance.

  “Scott,” Keith snapped.

  “Oh, sorry pops.” He put his phone away.

  “As I was saying, I have an announcement. It was just finalized, which is why I didn’t tell anyone. No jinxing.” He laughed at his non-joke. “So, Sean Trusty, a former student of mine has offered to buy HSD from me, as I have come to the point where I’d like to spend time with my beautiful family. He’s agreed to keep South Philly Temps and specifically you two.” He pointed to Shayla and me. “You guys do excellent work here and you know the systems better than I do. This will also allow Scott to go to business school full time to get some more management skills.” He seemed to mutter that last part.

  How could he do that? I just technically slept with my new boss. I sure know how to pick them. My head swiveled to Shayla. I’m sure the blood was draining from my face because Shayla squeezed my hand and whispered, “Breathe, girl.”

  Fuck me.

  “Thank you, Keith,” Sean chimed in. “I plan to follow in your footsteps and continue to keep this a booming success that it has been. There will be some changes, but not many.” He looked at me.

  Oh great.

  “This change will take effect immediately because it’s best for this not to linger and it’s the summer when we can let our patients know. For the next few weeks, I’ll still be here to ease people, especially my faithful customers to let them know. Shayla, plan another social so we can tell people then as well.”

  “Yes, Keith,” she responded.

  “Stacey, be sure to send those automatic calls to let everyone know about the change, the social and all of Sean’s accolades.” He turned to Sean and said, “Can you get those to her?”

  “Sure,” he smiled.

  “So,” Scott chimed in, “I’m going to school full time and nobody felt the need to let me know.”

  Scott turned and glared at his arrogant son, “Well, I’ll doubt Sean will keep you on as you terrorize or flirt with every employee that comes through these doors. And your ass will not sit in my house and play fucking games all day, so it’s school full-time or your ass can find a job and get out of my house.”

  “You mean, Mom’s and your house?”

  “No, you ungrateful so -” Keith caught himself because Sean put his hand on his shoulder, “its school or move out. That’s not just from me, that’s from your mother and me. You have the weekend to decide and today is your last day here. So you can clear your things out now.”

  Keith turned around to find us with our heads down, observing our shoes. “That is all.” He finished and walked out.

  Feeling my fair skin turn red, I quickly followed him with Shayla on my heels. The bathroom only occupied one person, but she was right in there with me as I whispered, “Can you believe this shit?”

  “Girl, calm down,” she had her hands on my shoulders. “I’m sure there is an explanation for all of this and it better be fucking good.”

  “What explanation? ‘Oh, hey, before I fuck your brains out, I’m about to be your boss.’” I yelled. “Shit, even after he got it, he said nothing. Nada!”

  She shook her head, “Girl, I know.”

  I laughed. “No.” Then looking into her big brown eyes, “You know I can’t stay here, right?”

  “I know,” Shayla shook her head, “I really thought he was going to be special. I should kick his ass.”

  “Girl, no.” I shook my head, not thinking about involving her in my mess. “I’ll just call the temp agency and see if they have anything. I won’t move until then.”

  “Okay,” she nodded. “Okay.”

  Three

  I was hiding out at Rich’s place with Shayla. He and his boys were playing video games, but I very much planned to spend the night here on the couch with Shayla. Since there was no w
ay I was going home because I had a strong feeling, Mr. Sean Fucking Trusty was there. What a last name?

  Trust?

  Shayla and I were catching up on a television show and during a commercial, she completely froze.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  Lifting her hand, she pointed to the screen. Slowly turning my head, afraid what I would see. Nobody but Sean Trusty in a three piece, badass suit, with his arm around a woman who had an enormous rock on her hand.

  Goddamn.

  Tears clouded my eyes as I tried to read the caption, ‘Sean and Sabrina Trusty grace the carpet of the opening of Spam, the movie premiere.’

  What the fuck!

  “That son of a bitch,” Shayla growled. “I’ll kill him myself.” She muttered as she turned off the television.

  Monday, I called out, but Shayla was determined that if she saw him, she would give him a piece of her mind. I told her not to get fired, but I don’t think she cared. That was why we were like sisters, we had each other’s back. Mr. Trusty better watch his back.

  A little after five o’clock, someone knocked on my door. I just got out the shower, but I was wary to let my presence be known.

  More banging, then I heard, “It’s me, Shay.”

  “Coming, I called.” I ran to the door in my towel.

  As I opened the door, I asked, “How was work? Do you still have a job?”

  “Yeah, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Uh, you might be mad at me now, but I think and hope you will thank me later. Okay. Just know, as I thought before, you know whatever you decide, I got your back.” She was saying the words, but backing away from the door.

  “Where are you going?” My eyebrows were scrunched together in confusion.

  “I’ll just be here if it’s bad, scream and I’ll kick his ass.”

  “Whose ass?”

  “My ass,” a voice came from the side.

  Then his face appeared.

  Sean Trusty.

  My reaction was slow, because, by the time I registered who it was and that he was coming to my apartment, it was too late. BY the time I tied to to close the door on him, he was already in.

  “Get out,” I yelled.

  “Can you hear me out?” he asked calmly.

  I was not calm, so I screamed, “Get out.”

  “Not until you hear me.” He was in my space. “Do you think your girl Shayla would have even let me here if what I said was wrong, passed her test and significant enough for you to hear? Huh?”

  He was right, but I didn’t care.

  “Sean Trusty, I don’t care two pennies what she allowed, she isn’t me. I want you out.”

  “Just hear me out and I promise if you still want me gone, I’ll leave.” He ran his hands through his hair. “I fucking promise, I’m out.”

  “Fine, talk,” I snapped at him.

  “Shall we sit?” He asked, and made his way over to the couch just as I realized Iwas standing in a damn towel.

  Shit.

  Sitting in the chair away from him, I said, “Okay.”

  “First of all, I was not trying to deceive you about not telling you about buying Keith out.” He exhaled. “He did not want anyone to know and I just met you, so I didn’t really think that would have been appropriate.”

  “But fucking me, knowing I was going to be your new employee, was appropriate?”

  “Fuck, no.” He barked. “Shit, it wasn’t like that. I wanted to take you to dinner. I had no intentions of coming over, no intentions of doing what we did. Then you texted and I couldn’t get you out of my mind. So, I just took a chance.”

  “You didn’t intend to fuck me?” I asked.

  He sighed, “No, but you were laying there in that shirt with no panties on and you’re sexy as fuck.” He waved his hands in the air and said, “Fuck, look at you. What the fuck was a man to do that early in the morning with that ass rubbing against my already hard dick?”

  It wasn’t funny, but that didn’t explain the woman.

  “So, is that all you wanted to share?” I asked.

  “No,” he exhaled. “That woman you saw last night is my sister. “

  Pulling out his phone, he showed a picture with an older couple at the top, him and that woman on both sides of the older couple and a handsome, yet familiar man next to her with his arms around her.

  “Is that so?” I countered.

  “Yeah, babe. Her husband is Jay Albireo. He’s in the movie SPAM. So, she needed someone to go with her and figured it would be good exposure for my new practice.”

  He moved closer to me on the couch, “So you see. I don’t have a married wife I’ve stored somewhere. I’m a one woman man and the only woman I want to be with is waiting to kick me out of her apartment. I’m not devious, I just don’t know the best way to handle the sharing of the news.”

  Sean was close enough now to grab my hand before he got down on one knee in front of me and said, “Can I stay?”

  “Why do you want to be with me?” I asked. “You don’t know me from a bag of rice, why go through this effort?”

  Those green eyes hit mine. He squeezed my hand and said, “You, on that phone pleading with that guy to call you back, broke something in me. Not my proudest moment, but I’ve had that and I was a coward. I didn’t face my shit and I don’t want that anymore. So for starters, I went through the trouble because I sense you’ve been looking in the wrong places much like I have. Second, you are hot as shit. Third, I found out you want more and your tenacity to work hard to get it. Fourth, we both know what good entertainment is. Fifth and probably more important than the other shit, something about you calls to me. I can’t name it or describe it, I just know you’re worth it.”

  A tear dropped from my eye and he quickly wiped it away.

  “Do you believe me, baby? Never meant to hurt you.” His clear eyes bore into my cloudy ones.

  “Yes,” I sniffled.

  Sean stood and pulled me up. “Good.”

  The next move took me by surprise, as he dipped and picked me up, carrying me to the bedroom.

  “Now I’m going to show you how sorry I am,” he placed me on the bed delicately.

  The towel started to unfold as his fingers gently removed them from their tucked in positions until I was bared to him.

  “Goddamn,” he whistled. “You are sexy as fuck.”

  His head descended to my nipples and he twirled his tongue around each, refusing to take it in his mouth. I moaned, but he kept up on each puckered nub.

  “Sean,” I whined.

  “What do you want baby?”

  “You,” I moaned.

  His full lips grabbed one nipple while his hands twisted the other. Holding his head, I writhed under him and spreading my legs so he could fit comfortably in between me. My body was hot and ready for him. Sean moved from my aching breasts to my mouth and took it. Plundering his tongue in and out, like he was fucking my mouth. My hand combed through his hair so I could grab it and hold it in place and give him back everything he was giving me. He growled his approval and he lifted me up higher on the bed so he could get better access.

  Tearing his lips away from mine, he said, “Goddamn.”

  Smiling, I grabbed his ears, raised up and spread my legs some more. Then I unbuttoned his shirt.

  “I don’t think I have enough condoms for what I want to do to you.” He stared at me.

  “I have some.” I smiled as I reached the last button and tore it off of him.

  Making my way to his belt, he sat up so I could pull his pants and briefs down. Quickly changing positions, I wrapped both hands around his cock and started to move.

  “Oh, baby. Yes,” he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. “Yes.”

  His erect cock was long and thick, warm and silky, hot and looked fucking delicious. Wrapping my lips around it, he let out a groan that sounded like torture. “Yes, fuck. Stacey, that’s right girl.”

  Spurring me on with his words, I took him as far as
I could and continued to bob my head up and down on his smooth cock. He grabbed my hair in his fist and moaned, “Stay still, wanna fuck your face.”

  The tingle in my hair from his pull traveled throughout my whole body. He thrust into my mouth, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I opened wider and let him fuck my mouth. Sean moaned, growled, cursed and outright called for Jesus.

  “You’re so damn sexy. Take it all baby.” He kept thrusting. “Such a good girl.”

  A moan erupted from my throat and he immediately pulled out.

  “Fuck, Stacey.” He still had my hair and pulled me up to kiss him.

  With his other hand, he smacked my ass and commanded, “On your hands and knees and face the headboard.”

  The sting on my butt felt hot and fucking erotic to the point where I wanted him to do it again, so I wiggled it as an enticement.

  “You like that, huh?” Sean growled.

  Slap.

  Moaning for more, I pushed my ass out further until he positioned himself over me and whispered in my ears. “Brace, baby. I got something for that ass.”

  My pussy pulsed at his words. Spreading my cheeks, something wet slid between them and then I felt pressure from his finger trying to enter my tight forbidden hole.

  “S-sean,” I said hesitantly.

  “Calm baby, I’ll take care of you.”

  “Okay,” I tried to calm myself.

  More pressure was applied and then his finger popped in my tight ass.

  “Oh, baby, you are swallowing my finger. Fucking beautiful.” Sean growled.

  Shivers ran through my body as it burned, but felt so good. He pushed in some more then pulled out.

  “Relax, baby. I got you.” Sean said as he continued to finger fuck my asshole until his entire finger was inside and the burn was gone and there was nothing but pleasure.

  “Fuck my finger, baby. Show me you like it.”

  I rocked back and forth, moaning and calling his name.

  “Fuck, Stacey. Goddamn,” he growled.

  I rotated my ass around his finger and he smacked my butt three times, growling for me to ‘ride it.’

  When he pulled his finger out, I heard some plastic and then I felt him lining his cock up to take me from behind. This was one of my favorite positions. It was all access and I got to use my ass to drive me crazy. Sean had something for me though. He entered me and put his thumb in my asshole to hold on. The double penetration sent me over the edge and I let him fuck me hard.