She moans now, so Marino is obviously doing a good job of eating her pussy.
“This feels so amazing,” she says, as she wiggles around on the desk.
“I’m coming.”
“Come in my mouth,” Marino tells her. “And then I’m going to fuck you so you’ll come on my cock.”
Jessica’s right. This is so amazing. And I don’t ever want it to fucking end.
Chapter 17 – Marino
My cock grows so hard as I lick Jessica’s delicious pussy that I just can’t take it anymore. As soon as her orgasm is complete, I put on a condom and shove myself into her. She’s dripping wet and feels so tight and soft and good.
“I’ve been waiting to fuck you all night,” I tell her. “My cock needed your pussy.”
“Hrpmh,” she says, since her cock is full of my brother’s cock.
Dante fucks her mouth while I fuck her pussy, and I can feel myself throbbing inside her. I can still taste her and I love the smell of her lavender scented perfume mixed with the smell of our sex. I’m overcome with the sensation of a rising orgasm.
I thrust in and out of her as her legs are spread wide around my hips and her body is splayed out on the desk.
“I’m going to come,” I tell her, and just as soon as I’ve said it I feel my cum shooting out. The damn condom gets in our way but it still feels amazing, just like she said.
I realize that both Jessica and Dante are coming too, but just then there’s a knock at the door.
“One second,” I call out, as they stifle their moans.
“Fuck,” I say, but they’re too caught up in the height of passion to care who is at the door.
It would be awful if the inspector decided to make a visit right now.
Dante fills up Jessica’s mouth with his cum and she chokes and sputters some of it out, shivering as her own orgasm finishes up yet again.
“Oh my god,” she says, sitting up and re-arranging the small outfit we’d half torn off of her in our passion. “I don’t know how I managed to swallow all of that cum.”
“You’re quite the champ,” Dante says, zipping up his pants as I do the same.
Then I poke my head out the door and I’m relieved to see that it’s only a bouncer.
“What do you want?” I ask him gruffly.
“Sorry to interrupt,” he says, obviously letting on that he knows what we were doing in here. “But some of the guys are asking for Desire? I don’t know what to tell them.”
“Tell them she’s not feeling well and had to go home early,” I tell him.
“What? Seriously?”
His forehead crinkles up in anger.
“They’re going to throw a fit.”
I shrug.
“I know Desire is in high demand but she can’t always be around,” I tell him. “They have to get used to that fact and get used to some of the other girls in the Club.”
Because she’s not going to be here for long, I think to myself.
I’ve clearly fucking fallen for her, and so has Dante, and her being a dancer here just can’t work out for much longer. We are known for fucking taking what we want, and sharing it with each other, but not with anyone else.
“So I’m not feeling well, huh?” Jessica asks, as soon as the bouncer had headed back to the masses to deliver the bad news. “That’s funny because I’m actually feeling super fucking good.”
“I think you need to eat,” I tell her.
“I just did.”
She laughs. I can’t help but laugh with her. The sound of her chuckling is contagious, and I love to see the dimples appear in her cheeks.
“Something more substantial than whatever Dante just gave you,” I say. “Come on, let’s go to Nini’s.”
“Oooh, you’re taking me on a date,” she says.
Dante just shakes his head at me with a smile, as if he knows we’re both in over our heads and he’s just going along for the ride.
“Let me put on some more proper dinner attire,” Jessica says.
“I’ll get your stuff so that no one talks about why you’re leaving,” I tell her.
“And I’ll escort you out,” Dante says. “We have a good hour or two before we have to be back to supervise the next shift.”
As Jessica bounces towards the door, I can tell she’s happy to be leaving the club and doing something real with us for once. And that makes me smile even more, because all I want to do is make her happy.
Chapter 18 – Jessica
Nini’s is a pretty swanky restaurant, and I feel so different here than I do at the club. I’m wearing the same little black dress that I had worn to work, with my dancing outfit lingerie on underneath it as underwear.
I keep looking around wondering if I’ll see any familiar faces. I get some satisfaction out of knowing that if anyone sees me they might wonder what I’m doing with the Rossi Brothers at Nini’s but they’ll probably have no idea what I just did with them in the office of The Fun House. Or that I’ve been dancing on stage there nearly every night.
I wear a wig at work and I don’t think anyone has recognized me. But even if they do, I have an easy excuse: the undercover investigation.
I like the excitement of having a double life. Senator by day, sexy stripper at night. But now I realize I’m falling for the very people I’m supposed to be taking down. And I’m terrified of how this is going to turn out.
The menu has steaks and seafood but I’m starving, having not had time to eat anything all day.
“I want a huge burger and fries,” I announce.
“Nice,” Dante says. “I love a girl with an appetite.”
He winks at me and I remember how I just guzzled down his cum.
“I’ll have a burger too,” Marino says.
We all order burgers and we’re talking about how we like them done when I hear someone clear their throat beside me. I look over to see Maddie Hernandez, another senator on the Ethics committee, staring wide-eyed at me.
“Jessica!” she says. “I thought that was you! I just had to come over and say hello.”
“Hi Maddie,” I tell her, blushing. I’m not sure what I’m more afraid of: that she’ll blow my cover or that she’ll find out all I’ve been doing and not reporting to the committee. “This is Dante Rossi. And Marino Rossi.”
“I’ve heard so much about you guys,” she says, shaking their hands.
Now it’s her turn to blush. I remember the note she passed me. She’s obviously jealous of my assignment. I know I have nothing to worry about.
“Yeah, the Rossi brothers and I are just catching a bite to eat,” I say, with a shrug, as if it’s no big deal.
“Which one do you like better?” she blurts out, and then puts a hand over her mouth. “Oh my god, I can’t believe I just said that.”
“I can’t decide,” I tell her, honestly. “I like Dante for his bold action. And Marino for his calculated decision-making.”
“That’s very nice of you,” Marino says.
Both brothers are smiling at me in amazement, as if I just declared them king of the world.
“So how is Jessica on stage?” Maddie asks, and I wish I could kick her.
Now she’s really pushing the limit of credibility. They are going to start asking questions. Not to mention that this topic isn’t one I want to discuss in public.
“She’s beautiful,” Dante says. “She really shines. Just like she does everywhere.”
Awwww. Now it’s my turn to blush.
“We are really so glad to have Jessica with us,” Marino adds. “I don’t remember what we ever did without her.”
He reaches his foot under the table and touches mine. And then Dante does the same.
Maddie winks at me, as if I’ve got them right where I want them. And I do, but not in the way that she thinks.
“Well you guys have fun,” she says, with a laugh. “I’m sure you’re having a lot more fun than I am.”
She nods over towards her table full of her husb
and and kids.
“Bye Maddie,” I tell her, glad she’s leaving.
“What you said about us was so nice,” Marino says, once she’s gone.
“Now don’t go getting a big head,” I tell him.
“Too bad. It’s already growing big again,” he says, glancing down at his lap.
I laugh and touch his leg under the table. We continue playing footsies and being handsy all throughout dinner. I’m glad they had such nice things to say about me as well. And I’m particularly glad that they’re so caught up in our lovefest that they haven’t even thought to ask me how I know Maddie.
Chapter 19 – Marino
Two Weeks Later
It’s been another successful Friday night and things are finally winding down at The Fun House.
“Girls, take the party elsewhere,” I yell at some dancers who are doing lines off the bar. “This ain’t that kind of joint anymore. We’ve got a new reputation to protect.”
At least until I’m able to sell it, I think, as I count thick wads of bills and load them into round containers to put into the safe.
“We did well tonight, didn’t we?” Jessica asks me, removing her platinum blonde wig.
She’s made her look— and her act— even better since the first time I let her walk through these doors when I wasn’t supposed to. I still love to watch Desire on stage, twirling and gyrating, but I hate that other guys can see her too. I can’t stand it much longer.
Even though she only gives private dances to us, I can’t even take her dancing on stage for other men any more. My favorite part of the night is right now, when she turns back into Jessica, her true self.
“Financially, we sure did,” I tell her, kissing her on her fucking cute little button nose. “But we were so busy I didn’t get to see you all night.”
“I know.”
She pouts.
“I know it sucks that we couldn’t sneak away but it’s a good thing the VIP room was busy,” I tell her, to cheer her up. “You’ve really helped us make this place into something amazing.”
“So have you,” she says, gesturing towards the new chandeliers and white washed walls. “I’m glad Dante is finally loosening the reigns and letting you make some more decisions around here.”
“I’m sure that couldn’t have had anything to do with your influence,” I say, joking. “But you’re right. He’s letting me get this place into good shape.”
And I have some plans of my own I haven’t let him or even Jessica in on.
“It’s probably a good thing we weren’t able to meet up in the VIP room tonight,” I tell Jessica. “I’d hate for some potential investors to walk in and see the dirty, filthy things we do in there.”
“It’s not like we exactly keep our relationship a secret,” she says, winking at me and then at Dante as he walks by. “But I know what you mean.”
“I miss you,” I tell her, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her close.
I saw her all night but getting to be with her in the VIP room is different than just watching her dancing for other guys on stage.
We kiss deeply and passionately and all I want to do is pick her up and wrap her legs around me and fuck her.
“Come on,” Dante says, as he circles back to us. “We have enough time for a quickie before we have to close up.”
“But it’s almost three o’clock…” I protest, knowing that the city’s strict laws require everyone to be out and the place to be locked up soon.
“The more time you talk, the more time we waste,” Dante says, taking Jessica by the hand and leading her to the VIP room.
She takes my hand in her other hand and I follow them because I’m not about to be fucking left out. Even though I don’t want us to get in trouble now of all times, when I’m close to having a way out for all of us, I also don’t want to miss out on whatever Dante plans to do to Jessica.
The other dancers barely turn their heads to watch us walk by. They’re used to our antics by now. They probably assume that both Dante and I will just always be with the same girl.
First it was with Samantha and now it’s with Jessica. But what we have with Jessica feels even more real and better than what we had with Samantha. We didn’t plan for this to happen— in fact, we tried to fight against it happening— but it just fucking did.
Once we get to the VIP room, Dante nods at me, as if this whole thing was my idea. But I can’t say I’m not happy we’re here. So I push Jessica up against the wall with her arms spread wide up against it.
“Way to take charge, Marino,” she says. “You’ve really come out of your shell in the past month.”
“We don’t have a lot of time and I just want to make sure we all get to feel good,” I respond.
“I always feel good with you,” she says. Then after a pause she adds, “With both of you of course.”
I can’t help but think she only meant it towards me at first. My cock perks up at the thought of her wanting me just a little bit more than she wants Dante.
I caress her breasts and slide my cock into her wet pussy. We’ve already had The Talk: we are each other’s only partners and she is on the Pill. So now our cocks are able to fuck her raw pussy as much as they want.
“You ready for me?” Dante asks Jessica.
She nods while he slides his cock into her pussy next to mine. We stretch her hole as wide as it can stretch. We thrust ourselves in and out of her while she moans and groans, not even bothering to stifle herself.
Everyone already knows that she is ours and that we make her feel so good. And we fucking like it that way.
We’re in the middle of fucking her hard and fast when someone out front yells out, “Dante! Someone’s here!”
“Fucking inspector,” Dante grunts.
“I told you they’re looking at us closely,” I tell him as I continue pushing my cock in and out of Jessica’s pussy. “We really shouldn’t be back here doing this.”
“But you can’t resist fucking me,” Jessica says, moving her hips back and forth so that we can each get further inside her. “And I can’t resist fucking you. It’s worth any risk.”
“How close are we to being all closed up tonight?” Dante asks me, in between thrusting himself in and out of Jessica.
“Very close,” I tell him. “I would’ve been finished already if you hadn’t called us back here.”
“Are you complaining?” he laughs.
“No.”
Dante is riding Jessica harder and faster and the thought that we’re double penetrating her is making my own cock swell up so big and hard inside her tight pussy. I wouldn’t mind continuing on like this forever but it would mean losing our business and perhaps our freedom.
“Dante!” the bouncer out front calls again.
“Give me a second,” Dante shouts back, frustrated.
We’re supposed to have rules. We don’t do this without each other. We don’t come without each other. Otherwise people can get jealous and things can get messy. But it feels so good inside Jessica that I don’t want to come out.
“Just go,” Jessica tells Dante. “I’ll take care of you later.”
“Is that a promise?”
Dante asks, taking his cock out of her and quickly slapping her ass with it.
“Yes,” she says, moaning as I continue to fuck her all alone now.
I like that it’s just her and me but I also dislike that she’s promised him more later. I’ve got to not let my jealousy get the best of me.
“Are you sure?” I ask Dante. “I can keep…”
“Yeah whatever,” Dante says. “Have fun.”
“Hurry,” Jessica hisses at him. “Don’t get us shut down.”
Dante shrugs and walks away. I take that as permission to continue pounding Jessica’s pussy with my cock.
I’m afraid she won’t be as turned on with just one of us but I can feel her quickening breath. I feel like we’re cheating on Dante and that causes a mixture of shame and excitement and o
ther feelings I didn’t even know existed to well up inside me as my cock swells up with cum.
I shoot my load into Jessica’s pussy. She moans, squeezing my hand and says, “Oh my god Marino, I’m coming too.”
We finish coming together and then sit down beside each other on the carpeted bench.
“I feel bad that Dante didn’t get to finish,” I say.
“Marino, you really should stop worrying so much about Dante and worry about your own happiness,” Jessica tells me.
“That’s not really my nature.”
“I know,” she says.
There’s a pause and then she continues.
“Is that what happened with Samantha?” she asks. “You were worrying too much about Dante and not enough about yourself in that relationship?”
I was wondering when she was going to ask about her. And I suppose she deserves to know.
I take her hand in mine.
“Samantha was kind of like what you and I and Dante have,” I tell her. “But not as good or as close. And it wasn’t really that I was worried too much about Dante’s happiness.”
“Then what happened to cause it to end?” Jessica asks softly.
“It turns out that Samantha liked the excitement of being with both of us but when it came down to it she really only loved one of us. And that one of us wasn’t me.”
“I see.”
I’m grateful that she doesn’t say a lot more. I just sit with my confession for a minute before continuing.
“I realized that while this arrangement can be fun, someone always loses out. I didn’t mean to get back into another relationship like this. But you are just so fucking amazing.”
“How do you know?” She asks, staring into my eyes. “How do you know that someone always loses out?”
“I guess it’s just not in human nature for one person to love two people equally,” I tell her.
“I think that it is,” she says. “I mean look at you and Dante. That’s real love. And the fact that you’re able to love another person on top of that shows that is possible.”
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