by Drew Sera
“Baby, what is this?”
“Um, well…it’s the start of a story.”
Her cheeks were a beautiful shade of bashful pink as she reached over and flipped back to the first page. She began talking with such enthusiasm about the story and plot and was mentioning her characters. She showed Anthony and I another page that had a detailed breakdown of each character. Though I had tried to pay attention to her, I was failing at it. All I could think about was how she told us how much she loved to write. It had been Thanksgiving weekend, and Anthony, Matt and I had been helping her move out of that run down hell hole of an apartment. She told us how Howard used to break her pens or burn her paper. How long has she been writing this? This notebook was over half full! I interrupted her and kissed her hard on the lips.
“It’s wonderful, Sydney. Baby, I think this is a fantastic idea. I’m so happy.”
“Thank you! It really helps me pass the time while you guys are at work. I get so engrossed in it and when I look up, it’s almost time for you guys to come home.”
I flipped through the notebook in amazement. Her beautiful handwriting filled pages, front and back. I handed Anthony the notebook, and he thumbed through it with a smile on his face.
“What kind of story is it, sunshine?”
“A romance.”
“Romance? Not an action story?” Sydney stared at Anthony as he rambled on about ideas and plots. “Is the hero a sexy man with a huge dick and the back seat of his sleek, exotic car folds down to a makeshift bed?” Anthony looked up from his page flipping and flashed his big grin at her. He leaned over and kissed her lips. “I’m kidding, sweetheart…he has an SUV doesn’t he?” Sydney laughed leaned back against me while Anthony continued on. “That’s the problem about super heroes anymore. Few have sleek, exotic cars and now have SUVs.”
“Batman has a sleek car,” I teased.
“What? Fuck that,” Anthony joked, pretending to be pissed. “Batman has a dented BMW in his garage.”
“Batman has the dented BMW in his garage because Robin decided he needed to fuck our little lady on the hood of it,” I reminded him.
Anthony stared at me, and then we both burst out laughing. He pulled Sydney from my arms and onto his lap.
“Sunshine, I think it’s great. Whatever romance you’re weaving, I couldn’t be happier or more proud of you. When do I get to read it?”
“When I’m done with it…Sir,” she playfully said back to him.
So many thoughts were racing through my head as I continued to stare at her notebook and the filled pages. Anthony announced that we needed to eat. His comment snapped me out of my thoughts, and I gently set her notebook down on the coffee table.
“Cheese pizza ok with you two?” I asked as I pulled out my phone to order a pizza.
Of course, neither of them balked at the idea, and soon we were all fed. Anthony seemed to have a healthy appetite tonight, which I was grateful for.
As I lay in bed, I rubbed on Sydney’s back and thought about what an amazing woman this was. I gazed at many of the permanent marks that decorated her skin, and while it makes me sad to see them, I know they will never stop this woman.
31
Saturday, March 15th
Colin
While the three of us were relaxing on the patio, my cell phone lit up. It was the man who operated the shelter where Sydney had volunteered at. I frowned and took the phone call as I walked into the house.
“Mr. Everett, my apologies for bothering you on a Saturday.”
“No problem, how can I help you?”
“One of the ladies that had been friends with Sydney, the one with the little boy, she has been trying to reach Sydney but said that her phone number no longer works. Forgive me for asking, but are you and Sydney still seeing one another?”
I smiled as I gazed out the patio door at Sydney sitting between Anthony’s legs on the lounger. His hands were up the front of her shirt, probably massaging her breasts while she wrote. I think we’re a bit beyond “seeing one another.”
“Yes, we’re together. Sydney’s number had changed during the fall in an effort to keep a guy from ever contacting her again. If the lady is there now, I’ll pass the phone to Sydney, and they can connect,” I offered.
He agreed, and I went back outside and handed Sydney the phone. I hoped there wouldn’t be bad news. Shit. I really hoped there wouldn’t be bad news and that her little boy was okay. I glanced at Anthony when I heard Sydney ask how Ross was. Anthony’s face dropped, and he set his chin on Sydney’s shoulder. He no longer was rubbing her breasts under her shirt, but now was gently stroking her abdomen with his hand and Sydney nodded and smiled while she listened.
“What? That’s so great!” It sounded like good news. There were more pauses as Sydney nodded and continued to listen. “That is so wonderful, congratulations! I’m so happy for you and Ross!” Sydney looked up at me with a huge smile on her face and a sheen of tears in her eyes. “When? Ok, hold on one sec,” she said into the phone and pulled it away from her ear.
“May we go to a housewarming party next weekend? She received assistance from an organization and she and Ross have a home of their own now! She’s having a housewarming gathering for a few people.”
“Of course, baby.”
I stroked her cheek as she got back to the phone call and confirmed that we’d attend. Sydney nudged Anthony and turned sideways to look at him with a smile on her face.
“Anthony? Yes, I’m sure he’d love to come. I’ll tell him. We’ll see you next weekend.”
Sydney ended the call and handed me back the phone.
“Ross asked if you would come to the party too,” Sydney said to Anthony as she ran her fingers through his hair.
He played it off as saying he’d check his calendar, but I knew that it meant a lot to him to be asked specifically by that little kid. This little boy latched onto Anthony when we had visited, and I knew that Anthony had a soft spot for him.
Sydney explained more about what happened with the lady and the house. It was a very quick turn of events for her. An organization had a deadline of this week for people to apply for a brand new home and assistance. She said that she probably barely made the deadline to be considered and was notified yesterday at the shelter that she won.
Sydney wanted to get a house warming gift for her so the three of us talked about what we could get them. While we tackled that, we also addressed some of Sydney’s anxiety about going to the store.
“Baby, Anthony and I will be with you the entire time. We won't leave your side.”
She smiled and nodded. She knew she was safe, but I think there is going to be a part of her for a while that needs to voice her fear and be reminded that she’s safe. If I had to repeat that to her ten times a day, I would. I wasn't going to allow her to live in fear.
I ended up having to take a few calls from my legal team regarding the new Cheng contract. We had accepted it yesterday, and they received notification from Cheng’s legal advisors that they had also accepted it this morning.
While I sat in the kitchen on the phone, Sydney and Anthony sat outside on one of the loungers, each with their journals. Every few minutes, I found myself looking up from my paperwork to check on them. They were close to one another, maintaining physical contact with one another. Both of them needed a lot of this.
I joined them when my business calls had been handled. I took Sydney some M&M's, and she tossed her journal to the side when she saw the bag I was carrying. I sat on the lounger opposite where they sat and gave my leg a pat. Sydney came over, sat down on one of my legs and wrapped her arm around me. After I poured all of the candy into my palm, I wrapped a free arm around her waist, and she began digging in my palm for the green M&M's.
“What if I said that I wanted a green one, sunshine? I don't think I've had one since you gobble all of them up. Would you share the green with me?” Anthony joked with her as he leaned back and stretched out on the lounger. It didn’t
escape my notice that he immediately reached for his abdomen and began rubbing it some.
Sydney smiled at him and said she would let him have a green one, but added, “Next time.” Anthony and I both laughed, which made her smile and laugh too.
She had eaten all of the M&M’s and kissed my cheek when Anthony started to get a little daring on our patio. He flipped the switch to the spa on and toed off his shoes. Anthony glanced around and pulled off his shirt, then lowered his shorts. He stood just a few feet away from Sydney and me, staring at us.
“Spa, sunshine.”
Sydney got off my lap and also glanced around. There wasn’t anyone near the hole by my yard on the golf course, but still, I looked around carefully and gave Anthony a look, hoping he wouldn’t push too much out here. Anthony held his hand out, and Sydney placed hers in his. He led her to the spa and helped her out of her clothes and assisted her with lowering into the warm water. Anthony sat on the decking in his boxers and motioned me over. I stripped down to my boxer briefs and sat beside Anthony while our girl sat against the opposite wall of the spa.
“Those tits look incredible all wet, sunshine. Look at those hard nipples, Col.”
“I see them.”
Anthony motioned for Sydney to come close to us. I glanced around the golf course again and returned my gaze to Sydney. Anthony and I each took one of her breasts in our hands and rubbed, massaged, tweaked and pulled on her.
“Fuck, sunshine. Look what you did to me,” Anthony said as rubbed against the outline of his hard on.
Sydney smiled, reached up and ran her hand up and down the fabric covering his dick. He leaned back, resting on his elbows while Sydney rubbed and squeezed. It was great to see him enjoying this kind of touch and attention again.
“Sunshine, rub harder…mmph…yes…fuck yes, Sydney.”
His abdomen flinched while Sydney was rubbing on him and I had wondered if she potentially had pressed on a spot that ended up sending a quick burst of pain to his abdomen. I was getting harder by the second as I watched Sydney lean out of the water and rub on him. Her breasts bobbed above and then below the water and made my hands reach out and squeeze them.
“Fuck, Sydney. Your hands feel so good. So, fucking good. You’re such a good naughty girl, and I’m going to reward you for being so naughty.”
Anthony stood, grabbed his t-shirt, lifted Sydney out of the water and set her on the decking beside us. He and I quickly put his t-shirt on her, and we all stood. Anthony and I couldn’t hide our raging erections that poked beneath our boxer briefs, and Anthony’s had a wet spot in the front of his. When he looked up at me, he had that fire in his eyes. I nodded giving him the green light to take the lead and that I’d follow. He took Sydney by the hand and led us inside. When we got to the stairs, I was expecting him to start climbing them, but instead, he kept walking.
When we reached the playroom and before we entered, he flipped on the lights then motioned us in. He pulled the t-shirt off Sydney and ran his hands over her hard, pointed nipples.
“So, naughty, Sydney. Kneel right over there in your present pose,” Anthony pointed to a spot on the floor near the spanking bench.
I leaned against the padded table and watched her and glanced at Anthony at the tool and toy area. My heart was pounding because I loved playing in here, but I also was ultra-cautious for the both of them. He pulled a crop off the wall and picked up his bundles of rope.
Anthony tossed the rope toward the spanking bench and crouched in front of Sydney. He gave her pussy a little slap with the crop and dragged the leather up her body, her neck, under her chin and rubbed it against her cheek.
“We’re going to play with this,” Anthony said and gave her cheek a light tap. “Red, Sydney. Say it if you need it.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s my good, naughty girl. I think you enjoyed making us hard outside with that sexy body you were teasing us with. Look at these nipples.”
Anthony slapped each nipple with the crop. Sydney gasped, but her hands hadn’t moved from her thighs. Her body seemed to relax and settle under Anthony’s attention.
“Naughty girls get spankings…but you know what? I think you want to feel my hand on your ass.”
Sydney was smiling, though she tried to suppress it. Anthony pulled her off the ground and guided her to straddle the spanking bench. Fuck, she looked so sexy straddling that thing. Her wet pussy glistened in the dim lighting, and Anthony stood in front of her head.
“Look at me,” he instructed. “Good girl,” he praised and stroked her cheek.
I knew he was using this time to check on her and make certain she was okay to continue. Anthony and I are always on our toes to on the lookout for things being fine one second and then possibly going south the next.
Anthony slowly walked the length of her body, running his hand down her back as he went. When he reached her ass, he gave her a firm slap and then rubbed over the spot he had just spanked. I kept count as he delivered the swats and enjoyed the view of her red ass and her soaked pussy. The spanking stopped after fifteen swats with her ass glowing.
“Col, lower that table a bit.”
I adjusted the height of it so he could penetrate her easily. Anthony carried her to the padded table, and set her down and then he went to retrieve the rope. My heart began to pound again, and I was hesitant. Binding Sydney to a table made me nervous.
“Anth,” I quietly said his name, hoping he had really thought this out.
He gazed at me while he guided Sydney into the position he wanted her in. Anthony’s eyes were clear, and I decided to let him run with this. If it got out of control, I’d stop the scene. And if it ended up with her in tears, we’d deal with the setback. I had to trust Anthony, and he needed to know that I trusted him and his decisions.
“Lower your head, sunshine.”
Anthony guided Sydney’s head so her head was turned sideways, facing me. Her ass was in the air, and Anthony had quickly tied her forearms and elbows to rope he had wrapped around her midsection. He checked all of the locations to ensure nothing was too tight, and he verbally asked her.
“Doing ok, Sydney? Anything too tight, sweetheart?”
“Everything is good, Sir. Nothing is too tight.”
“Good girl, sunshine.” He moved to her head and bent to kiss her. “I love you, Sydney…but I’m going to fuck you hard. And you’re going to suck on Colin while you hold your ass cheeks apart for me to fuck your ass.”
Sydney’s cheeks were flushed, but a smile crept onto her face.
“Yes, Sir.”
Anthony moved out of the way and motioned for me to get into position for Sydney to suck on me. Just as she was instructed, she pulled her ass cheeks apart as I slipped my aching cock into her warm mouth. I had placed my hand under her chin as she sucked, and my other hand, I placed very carefully on the top of her head. Anthony was really banging her hard, and my hands were really the only thing to help give her balance since her arms were tied to her.
Grunts from Anthony filled the room, and he slapped her ass while he fucked her. I kept my focus on her, and when I saw her start to close her eyes, I reminded her to open them.
“Eyes, baby. Keep them on me. I love to see them while my cock is in your mouth. Good, baby.”
“Fuuuuck!” Anthony yelled out as he came.
Sydney began moaning and whimpering as well and let out a series of muffled screams as she came. Anthony swore more as Sydney came. I imagine it was the little ring of muscles in her ass that was grabbing his cock, which brought on the additional swearing.
“I need in, Anth,” I told him, hoping he’d pull out and move out of the way.
He withdrew and sat on the table by Sydney’s head as I shoved my cock in her ass. There was something so taboo and dirty about me putting my dick in her ass after Anthony just came in there. Since we were in here feeling all sorts of dirty, naughty and kinky, I had no qualms in filling her right now. I spanked her ass right before I explode
d in it.
While I rode out my orgasm as I was buried in her ass, I leaned forward and loosened the rope around her arms. Anthony carried Sydney to the leather couch that was in the room and the three of us relaxed. When we regained some strength, we went upstairs to sit in the tub. After the bath, Anthony had Sydney lay on the bed, and he gave her a massage. I sat on the bed with them, and Sydney rested her head on my thigh while Anthony rubbed on her and put lotion on her butt.
Eventually, we went out to meet Matt and Gina for dinner tonight. Sydney was eager to tell them about the lady and the new house. Matt and Gina had remembered them because they delivered the stuff with us at Christmas.
“So, we have a housewarming party to go to next weekend,” I said while Sydney dove into her soup. “And we’re going shopping tomorrow for a housewarming gift.”
Matt glanced at Sydney, though she hadn't seen him since she was eating. He gave me a smile and nodded. Matt knew that shopping was still a very touchy event.
“You guys have an idea what you're getting them?” he asked.
“Not yet, but Sydney has been brainstorming.”
I was getting the feeling that Sydney was starting to let her mind run away with thoughts. Anthony had his arm behind Sydney on the top of the booth cushion, but dropped his hand down to run gently on her back. I felt she was drifting in her mind and leaned over to kiss her cheek.
“What kind of ideas have you come up with, baby?” I asked her.
“Um,” she started to say and pulled her hands away from the table.
As Chris warned Anthony and me, she suddenly dropped into an abyss of worry. He said it wouldn't be uncommon for things to be fine and then seconds later the world was caving in. Anthony, Matt and I recognized it immediately, and Anthony pulled her against his body.
“Sunshine,” Anthony whispered her name and kissed the top of her head.
“I changed my mind. I don't want to go to the housewarming party. We can order a gift online and send it to her.”
