by Audrey Storm
She had used her influence to generate a lot of funds for the campaigns related to these issues. She often spent a part of her weekends visiting children’s hospitals and distributing books and other stationary items among underprivileged kids. Tony and Matthew, despite being businessmen, were staunch supporters of education programs that encouraged innovative thinking. As a part of their Corporate Social Responsibility, they had provided scholarships to many brilliant, yet needy students. The brothers had famously replied to a reporter’s cynical question about investing in non profitable students’ innovation by saying, “Profit, my dear man isn’t always monetary. We invest in talents. We invest in perfection. And that isn’t easy to come by.”
They agreed to attend as guest lecturers in institutes around the world and continually strove to find out ways in which less developed parts of the world could benefit from technology and innovations. They were shining examples of some of those very few businessmen who actually practiced what they preached regarding environment issues.
Privately, the trio shared quite a few mutual friends who found them genial and courteous. While Ronda was outgoing, she was also considered to be extremely private. The brothers on the other hand were soft spoken and shy. Tony however suffered from occasional pangs of impatience and anxiety, while Matthew barely lost his calm even in the most complicated of situations. Tony was prone to quick temper, while Matthew always found a way to be reasonable in every state of affairs. The brothers were a mirror image of each other, yet they had their distinctive dissimilarities that made them two strong individuals in their own right. Most of them believed that the creative brain belonged to Tony, while Matthew possessed sound business acumen. Together, they were an unstoppable force in their own field.
As Ronda recalled their parties and the weekends, a smile escaped her lips. Those were wonderful days. They were so full of energy. All three of them lived by the philosophy of carpe diem and siphoned life out of every moment they lived. They lived by the maxim of teenagers: “Work hard; party harder”. How they enjoyed reading love mails from admirers on a lazy Sunday morning! How they discussed their lovers and shared moments of laughter about the follies of men and women in love! Ronda felt restful recalling their holidays to Greece, Hawaii, Switzerland and a countless other fairy tale destinations. It was always fun travelling with the twins. They were chivalrous and excellent company. Tony was quite the story teller. Their travels were incomplete without his hilarious anecdotes.
The fantastical friendship of these three young and gorgeous twenty five year olds had not always been a joyride. It was threatened more often than not by forces who tried to break them apart for several reasons ranging from jealousy to professional gains. But they had stood the tests of faith and time. On this rainy night, the one event that Ronda recalled caused her to shudder. How could any one of them forget the event? Tony was quite shaken for months after the event and had sworn to Ronda and his brother to never again doubt their judgments.
The brothers had thrown a party celebrating Dillingham Innovation’s billion dollar valuation. The who’s who of the society was invited. The tabloids had dubbed it to be one of the most happening parties of the year. The champagne overflowed that night and the guests were in the arms of Bacchus till the wee hours of dawn. Friends were made, lovers were united and new love blossomed in the party for many. The venue glistened with the sheen of the most expensive silk worn by the ladies. A thick perfume of musk and civet overwhelmed the air. In the corner, a little smoking room was filled with the aroma of Cuban cigars. The night was young and one could hear the tinkling sound of women’s laughter from quite a distance away. The music did not allow the dance floor to go empty. Everybody returned home satisfied and fulfilled after a night of midsummer revelry.
Tony had spotted her in an emerald green gown sipping her champagne all by herself. She seemed to be alone. Her jet black hair and her dark eyes gleamed with an ethereal brightness. The emerald green on her creamy skin made her resemble a painting by one of the ancient masters. Unlike most other women, she was not over dressed with a lot of jewelry. She wore two tiny pearl drops in her ears and a statement ring on her left hand. Her bare arms were inviting and Tony could not move his gaze away from this siren. She was indeed dressed to kill. Her svelte figure seemed to make love to the silk of her gown. Tony longed to have her to himself within the privacy of his bed chamber.
“I see you have met my acquaintance, Tony”, Ronda took her place beside her best friend.
“Your acquaintance?”
“Mmhmm…That’s Mikaela. You want me to introduce you to her?”
“Why not? How do you know her?”
“She’s in town with her father. Her father owns a publishing company in Russia. They want to collaborate with us on some projects. She wanted to feel the city, so I asked her to join me.”
“So you two do not know each other that well, then?”
“No. I can’t say we do. But I’ll introduce you if you want to.”
“Oh please! Lead the way, ma’am.”
Ronda wished she could turn back the wheels of time and prevent the meeting. But if only that were possible!
“Hello Mikaela. I would like you to meet your host for the night, Tony Dillingham. Tony, Mikaela Nabokov, daughter of Mr. Andrei Nabokov, the founder father of Northern Snow Publications.”
“Good evening ma’am. May I have the permission to tell you that you look enchanting?”
Mikaela had blushed like a little schoolgirl, melting Tony’s heart. Ronda does not remember Tony being more than a foot away from the Russian seductress during the entire course of the evening. She had become the object of resentment for quite a number of women who had desired at least one dance with Tony that evening. They dominated the dance floor, whispering sweet nothings to each other and breaking into such intimate laughter that even Ronda had felt jealous. Matthew had never seen his brother so smitten by a single woman.
Mikaela had stayed back in New York even after her father’s return. Tony was so fascinated by her that they met every day. Before long, the tabloids had been publishing stories about their passionate romance along with intimate photographs. Matthew had informed Ronda that Tony had almost moved in with Mikaela. The whirlwind romance had gotten both Ronda and Matthew a little worried. Tony was quite sensitive and they feared that such a romance might end with Tony being heartbroken. They had both decided to stage an intervention for Tony and advise him to take it a little slow. After all, three weeks was not time enough to completely comprehend a person’s feelings for the other.
The intervention was not as smooth as they had planned. Mikaela walked in on the intervention and overheard snippets of their conversation. She had found Tony increasingly inclining towards his brother and best friend. That was when the siren revealed her true colors. She seduced Tony further and had trapped him in her seeming need for constant emotional support. She manipulated him to think that she was insecure and that she was not only in love with Tony, but grateful to him for rescuing her from her painful loneliness.
“Tony, I’m so glad to have met you. You take such good care of me, love. Back home I’m just a princess with no friends.” The seductress had sobbed in front of the unsuspecting brother.
Before long, she had started to pressure Tony to marry her. Ronda and Matthew had made their displeasure clear regarding the decision. They instinctively felt that something was not right at all. Mikaela had tried every trick under her sleeve to destroy the bond between the three. The matter had reached such a stage that Tony had put forward a desire to divide the company between the two brothers. It was Ronda’s timely interference that had prevented the disaster. She proved Tony how dividing the company would go against their interests. That was one long night. The next day, Tony broke up with Mikaela and bid her goodbye forever. The three friends had then organized a sleepover and drank till they had passed out. They had woken up the following morning with terrible headaches and promises of not touchin
g alcohol again. The promises were, of course, short-lived.
Quite a few months had passed by following the departure of Mikaela. Ronda had to thank Mikaela for bringing the three of them closer. Tony had completely immersed himself into work. After breaking up with her, he had realized how stupid he had been to be so vulnerable to the charms of another woman. He felt immensely guilty for causing pain to Matthew and Ronda unnecessarily. It was a time of self-realization for Tony. He realized how emotionally vulnerable he could be at times and that he should get a grip on himself as soon as possible. Matthew only breathed a sigh of relief that everything was ultimately all right. He had always been Tony’s protector, so when he found his little brother being ensnared by the seductress, he had felt utterly helpless. Matthew was more introverted than Tony. He had only confided in Ronda how lonely he had felt without his brother during his courtship with Mikaela. He had feared that he would lose Tony. Therefore, he gladly welcomed the break up in the relationship. Besides, he did not really care much about Mikaela when she had made a move on him, despite telling her repeatedly that she was mistaking him for Tony. Matthew had never disclosed the information to his brother. He had no intention of hurting him any further whatsoever.
Along with a very dedicated and creative team, Tony was too busy developing software that would assist children of the third world countries to innovate things of their choice using the simplest of things available. There was a lot of positive speculation about the new project and Tony and Matthew were leaving no stone unturned in making the software a grand success. Funding was pouring in from all over the world and a number of talented programmers were brought on board to make sure that the product was flawless. Tony and Matthew had always been nitpicky about products that were designed for the exclusive use and benefit of children. The twins had lost their father very early. Their mother had brought them up single-handedly and she was unable to provide the best of the opportunities to her talented sons due to financial constraints. Their mother had often been disappointed with herself for her inability to provide the best for her children, though the brothers had never complained. The software was a tribute to their mother on her sixtieth birthday. They remembered feeling disheartened at their mother’s self-imposed disappointment. They had felt quite helpless and they had always wanted to do something to show her their admiration. Mrs. Dillingham was over the moon when Tony and Matthew had told her about the idea. She had blushed like a new bride and jokingly told her sons, ”That idea ain’t gonna fetch you two pence wortha bread, sons”. Mrs. Dillingham was indeed the proudest woman on Mulberry Street in Boston the day the brothers informed her of their decision, though she tried hard in vain to hide it. They had decided to name the software Edna, after their mother.
After months of hard work, Edna had completed her first run successfully. The brothers and the entire team were beside themselves with joy. It was a historic moment for every member of Dillingham Innovations. Matthew had called up Ronda to deliver the good news. She was attending a literary festival in London at that time. After the initial congratulations, they had decided to celebrate the event once Ronda returned.
The two-week festival in London, away from the boys, had led Ronda to do some thinking of her own. Ever since Mikaela had tried to break the three, Ronda had started feeling an inexplicable fear of losing the twins to the snares of another woman. She did not have any close friends apart from the twins. They had shared all their secrets with each other. They had even shared lovers on multiple occasions. Ronda realized that she had started to develop feelings more intimate than friendship for the twins. The thought of Tony and Matthew together aroused her while she was alone at her hotel room. She could feel the wetness between her legs. She wanted to feel the warmth of the skin of the brothers. Their thoughts caused her to rub her clitoris. As she recalled Tony’s minty breath and Matthew’s cigar aroma, she rubbed her clitoris harder, while inserting a finger in her vagina. Her nipples hardened as she fantasized the twins sucking each one of her pendulous breasts. She had dated an art major student in college. She had told her that her breasts were perfect for weaning and it made sucking them so much easier. The fantasy of the twins sucking on each of her breasts led her to massage her G-spot as she continued to rub her clit, sending shivers of pleasure through her veins. She moaned their names as she continued getting wetter with every movement of her fingers, till in the silence, if heard carefully, one could actually hear the damp sounds of her depth. Ronda could feel the twins breathing down the sides of her neck, kissing her and licking her skin inch by inch, as her moans grew louder and louder. She arched her curved hips as her body climbed the ladder of fulfillment. She shivered violently as her mind grew numb and goose bumps erupted on her body as the climactic orgasm took over. Ronda was sweating profusely after the physical exertion, as she took her fingers out and licked off the sweet liquid. Her reverie was disrupted by Matthew’s phone call about the success of Edna.
As Ronda Jenkins lay on her bed that night recalling her fantasy, she made up her mind that she must tell the twins of her feelings. She had a feeling they would not refuse her. They had been the perfect companions to each other for years now. She practically belonged to them and vice versa.
Ronda returned to New York with a mission. She had to tell the twins about her feelings and that could not wait. She knew the twins had nursed a secret crush for her for years, but they valued her friendship more and hence did not tell her anything. A lot of their mutual friends had informed Ronda about how the twins could go on and on appreciating her and talking about her. At times, the listeners felt the twins knew more about Ronda, than Ronda herself; though that would not be very wrong. The first thing that she did on landing in New York was to call Matthew and fix a lunch appointment with the twins.
She was dressed in a red Dolce and Gabanna dress. She looked stunning. Red always complimented Ronda’s fair skin and her apple blush cheeks. She was pear shaped and dresses flaunted her curves unabashedly. The underwire bra supported her soft, luscious breasts and gave the impression of two little rounded hills on her chests. Her buttocks were in proportion to her ample breasts and could easily give even the most bootylicious stars a run for their money. Her thighs were a vast milky expanse of softness leading to her beautifully shaped legs. Ronda Jenkins was dressed to kill.
“My, my Ronda! What’s the occasion for the sultriness, darling?” Matthew asked with a sly wink as the brothers hugged their best friend.
“You will get to know that pretty soon. Why don’t we order lunch first?”
“Sure thing. I am starving.”
The friends had not seen each other for two weeks and there was so much to talk about. Ronda listened to them carefully and also gave them updates about her trip to London.
“Any new English lover in the block?” Tony asked
“Mmhmm…There are two American lovers in my mind though.”
“Oooh. Not one but two. Someone’s been very naughty. Who are the lucky men or women?”
“Tony and Matthew Dillingham.”
The brothers broke into laughter at Ronda’s candor. They were absolutely sure that she was pulling their legs. She had done this before. Tony and Matthew had never confided in Ronda how much they craved for her at times. The brothers had shared a bedroom with a common lover before, but they had always felt that Ronda would be their perfect partner. Yet, none of them had mustered enough courage to put forward the proposition. And now here was Ronda telling them candidly that she would like to take them as lovers. She was, of course, joking. Ronda always had a wonderful sense of humor.
“I’m being serious, gentlemen.”
“Yeah sure.”
And they broke into another bout of laughter, when Ronda grabbed Matthew by his neck and kissed his lips. She sucked them till she was sure that both the brothers were absolutely convinced that she was not playing a prank. She kissed Matthew long and deep, teasing his tongue out to play with hers.
After they had fin
ished kissing, there was quite a long pause before Tony remarked, “Well. That is one way to make a point.”
A quick dart of knowing glance passed among the three and they knew that they had ceased to be friends and had turned into lovers. They raised a toast to their new relationship.
The lovers celebrated the successful run of Edna by hitting every sophisticated club around town. They drank as much as they could drink and then some more. As they drove from one club to another, they could barely keep their hands off each other. Their impatience was admirable. All they wanted to do was to be behind closed doors with each other, naked.
Chapter 3
The alcohol had turned the lovers rowdy and hungry with lust for each other. As soon as they reached home, they pounced on each other, almost tearing their clothes off. The twins hungrily attacked Ronda’s luscious breasts as she let out a moan of pleasure. She held their shafts in her hands and pleasured them as they feasted on her breasts and licked her. They showered attention to every inch of Ronda’s soft skin with their tongue, alternately nibbling her. Tony put a finger on her clitoris, hard with anticipation and rubbed it vigorously, while Matthew pushed his fingers, one at a time, inside her depths. Ronda could feel the wetness between her legs. She had never been this aroused before. Not even the time she had participated in an orgy in her second year in college. As she moaned louder, Tony brought his manhood to her mouth. They had only heard of Ronda’s magical abilities at fellatio from her past lovers and the brothers were eager to see for themselves. Ronda greedily took Tony’s manhood in her mouth and swallowed the whole of it, as Matthew lifted up her legs and zealously tasted her honey pot. She tasted so sweet. Her smell, a little pungent and a little musky, was enticing. Combined with the effect of the alcohol, it drove Matthew to invest more enthusiasm in his efforts. As his tongue flicked inside her, Ronda swallowed Tony with greater zest. Tony lay over Ronda, while he sucked her breast and rubbed them and she continued pleasuring his manhood with her tongue.
