Alex kept his legs and feet on either side of Kurt’s so they could use them for balance as their thigh muscles rammed up then relaxed on the downstroke.
Alex matched his pace to Kurt’s, thrusting deeper, harder until they were jackhammering upward and his balls were aching with the urge to come.
Blair’s fingernails dug deeply into his shoulders and her scream split the air. She shook and shuddered in his arms as her pussy gripped him, rippling and spasming around him. His control shattered with the first wave of her release and he blasted his cum into the condom, jetting stream after stream after stream, orgasming harder than he’d ever believed possible. Blair continued to shake and moan.
Kurt howled and Alex felt the blast of heat in his ass as the man beneath him tightened his grip around Alex and pumped upward hard. Alex twisted his head around Blair to kiss Kurt, a sloppy, half-missed kiss but a passionate one nonetheless as they shared the moment, while still tightly hugging Blair between them.
They all clung together for long minutes until Blair said, “That was fucking awesome. You know, I felt you both. When you fuck each other like that I can feel every stroke transmitted through whichever one of you is in me. It’s un-fucking-believably awesome.”
“It’s pretty awesome being in the middle too. Being fucked while fucking someone else is… I don’t know, I don’t have the words to describe it, but way beyond good.”
Kurt pressed a kiss to the back of Blair’s neck then one onto Alex’s shoulder. “I can feel everything too. Every stroke, every wiggle, every ripple. We must do this again soon.”
“You say that every time,” laughed Blair.
* * * * *
Blair felt rather nervous about meeting Bob and Maree Baker in an expensive restaurant. Not that she hadn’t been to plenty of fancy restaurants but somehow this was different. She was an admin assistant. He was, or until very recently had been, a senior manager. Besides, she’d just bought their house.
Still, the Bakers had wanted to meet them for dinner and she did have a nice new pair of shoes she wanted to wear. They were bottle-green with bows on the backs and toes and had six-inch heels. The only question was should she wear her deep-green skirt with her gold top or should she wear a silky dress in shimmering blues and greens?
A fist pounded on the bathroom door. “Hurry up, Blair. When we move into the new house you’ll have a bathroom all to yourself. But at the moment you have to share!”
Smiling, she opened the door to Kurt. “I don’t know whether to wear this or the green skirt.”
“That. Definitely that.”
“Do you think the color is right with the shoes?”
“Shoes? You’re wearing shoes?”
Alex came up behind Kurt and punched his arm lightly. “Get your eyes out of her bra, my friend, and check out her feet. They’re mighty fine shoes.”
“She’s wearing a bra?”
Blair laughed. She knew he was joking and guessed the dress would be fine.
“Why are we meeting with the Bakers? I mean, I know they wanted to take us to dinner, but why?”
“Maybe just because we bought their house. But remember they took my cell phone number and called me back? I told them what Fran and I had noticed during the fire drill. I reckon they followed up our information. Maree was pretty bitter and cynical about how they’d treated Bob. Remember he said he’d opposed the board on a couple of key issues? I think the management simply intended to make him feel old and unfit, to use the fire drill as a means of pushing Bob out of the company, encouraging him to retire. I’m sure no one imagined he really would have a heart attack, and now they’re running scared that they could have inadvertently killed him by their actions,” said Blair.
* * * * *
“That was a really good meal. They’re nice people. I hope they have a wonderful vacation. It sounds like they’ve put a lot of thought into planning the trip in their RV,” said Blair, yawning and snuggling between the two men in the car on the way home from dinner.
“Yeah, the Grand Canyon, Vegas, Niagara Falls, all places I’d like to see too,” said Kurt. “What’s in the envelope he gave you?”
“Likely a reference for my new business. At least that’s what it sounded like when he gave it to me. Maree kept saying how glad she was we’d told the paramedics about Bob being on the stairs. Although that was far more Blair than me. This will be their way of saying thank you, I expect.”
“Well hurry up and open it,” urged Blair, suddenly curious as to what they’d said about Alex.
Alex pulled his arm out from where it had been wrapped around her and took the envelope from his jacket pocket. He used the flashlight on his key ring to read what was inside then sank back against the seat. “Wow!”
“Wow what?” asked Kurt, who was driving.
Blair snatched the paper from Alex’s fingers and read it quickly. “It’s a list of names of people Bob’s worked with. He’s suggested they use Alex for their scheduling. There’s like…” She counted under her breath. “Twenty of them and most of them are pretty big names. And the second sheet…” She flipped the page over and gasped. Her brain could hardly assimilate what she was reading.
“A check for ten thousand dollars and a suggestion we put a hot tub on the back deck,” added Alex.
“Holy fucking hell. And to think I complained about that fire drill. It not only brought us all together it’s given us a mighty fine future as well,” said Blair.
“We’ll definitely install the hot tub. With a nice, high privacy fence around it so we can use it naked. The first sunny day after it’s completed we’ll sit out there with a bottle of champagne and toast Bob and Maree,” said Kurt.
“And the stairs. Don’t forget to raise a glass to those stairs,” added Blair.
“The third toast will be to sexy shoes with stiletto heels. We’ll suck your toes—”
“And I’ll suck your cocks!”
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