Impersonating Sam (Seven Sins Series)

by Leslie Lee Sanders

  She grabbed a sheet from the bed and wrapped it around herself the best she could. She walked out of the room and around the corner to enter the kitchen. As soon as she did she saw Ben and Joseph in a sweet embrace by the kitchen sink. They held each other and kissed passionately. Ben’s eyes were closed, kissing Joseph with such a hungry need that Sunni felt a bit envious. Joseph squeezed Ben’s ass and deepened the kiss.

  They looked so good she couldn’t stand it. They looked hot and passionate, exactly as they were the other night in bed, aroused and ready for anything. The way they held one another and kissed, she could see how much they loved each other. There was no doubting it.

  “Hey,” she said to get their attention.

  They broke the kiss. “Hey.” Joseph wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. “We were just talking.”

  “Yes, I see.” She made her way to the table and sat down. “You guys need a coffee machine in here, and a cold shower.”

  Ben chuckled. “Here, I made you some toast and orange juice.” He brought the plate to her and sat down at the table. A glass of orange juice with an orange segment on the rim accompanied the toast, along with a tiny bowl of jelly and butter.

  She pushed it away. “Thanks, but I’m just gonna go home and get some coffee.”

  “You don’t eat much, do you?” Ben stared at her.

  She looked at his lips and couldn’t help but replay the image of Joseph’s cock between them. Suddenly she felt warm. “I hadn’t had much of an appetite really.”

  Joseph sat down beside Ben with a plate of toast. “I bet you she’s been thinking about Chris.”

  “Nah, I think she’s over him already.” Ben kept his eyes glued on her. “What we did to her last night was definitely enough to get her mind off of him.”

  “You think so?” Joseph bit into his toast and stared at her as he chewed.

  Ben nodded. “If she’s still hung up on him that means—”

  “We need to keep working on it,” Joseph finished.

  She shook her head but failed to hold back a smile. “I hate it when you guys talk about me like I’m not even here.”

  Joseph took a sip of his hot tea. “Did you hear something?”

  “Nope.” Ben went to the counter to tend to the toast in the toaster.

  “Funny, guys.” She rolled her eyes. “I have to get myself a cup of coffee.” She got up from the table and tightened the sheet around her before grabbing her shirt from the counter where it dangled. “I’ll see you guys later.”

  “That’s fine,” Joseph said. “Don’t forget Sam’s hair in there.”

  She laughed and went into the room to get dressed.

  Chapter Three

  Sunni turned the apartment key in the lock. Knowing she wasn’t going to hear Chris greet her, she threw the wig on the sofa and went straight to the kitchen to make some coffee. She pulled the can from the cabinet. Damn. It was empty. She huffed, fumed, and paced back and forth from the living room to the kitchen.

  Finally, she sat on the sofa. Arms crossed under her breasts she stared at Joseph’s novel lying on the chair. It called to her. She picked it up and held the pages in her hand. There was no title printed on it anywhere. Not even a working title which made her wonder what Joseph would call it. She flipped through to the page where she left off.

  Sam allowed Joshua to penetrate her wetness from behind as she sat down on his swollen cock. She knew Brett enjoyed her hot fragrance as he took the opportunity to taste her sweet juices flowing from her cunt.

  “Taste me,” Sam demanded as she grabbed Brett’s hair in her fist and pressed his face to her wetness.

  Slowly she slid herself up and down Joshua’s cock while Brett licked her. The chair she and Joshua sat on carried their weight evenly as she forced his dick deeper inside of her.

  Joshua moaned and held her hips in his hands. “You feel so good.”

  Sam moved his cock in and out of her by gyrating her hips. “Honey, don’t state the obvious. It’s a turn off.”

  Sunni brought her hand to her chest. Suddenly she was in fantasyland. She thought about the sex scene but imagined Joseph as Joshua, Ben as Brett and her as Sam as they had the best time of their lives.

  She stared into space. Why didn’t Joseph desire to take that writing course in London? He was definitely a good writer. The course would enhance his writing skills and bring him one step closer to fulfilling his dream. She wanted to write mystery novels or crime thrillers, but clearly, Joseph was interested in writing the books that made the reader instantly yearn to be one of the characters. She wanted to write like that. Now that Chris was gone and refused to help her with the finances, she would have to put off that trip to London. She sat the book down beside her and made her way to the bathroom where she could tend to her sexual needs in the shower. As soon as she was satisfied, she would make the trip to the grocery store for the coffee she so desperately needed.

  After a hot shower, she stood in the living room and stared at the wig that lay across the back of the sofa. It had felt good and liberating to be Sam, and to have been treated like a sex goddess. She debated if she should put the getup back on or not. She nodded and fit the wig over her head. She might as well get used to the idea of being a sexy vixen. She could practice flirting with random men to ensure that she had it as Sam did. The idea danced around in her head and her heart pitter-pattered with excitement. She dressed in her full black ensemble, minus the long boots. She wasn’t looking to make a complete fool of herself by wearing sexy boots while she shopped for coffee.

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  The minute Sunni entered the store she felt all eyes on her. She ignored the stares and headed for the coffee aisle in search of a good coffee. Not just the same old coffee she always drank, but something Sam would like. When she looked to her left, her eyes met those of a young man who reminded her of Joseph. He was tall, bright-eyed, and blonde.

  She smiled. Time to see if she was bold and capable like Sam. “Hey, you.” She flirted with her eyes.

  “Hey.” The guy smiled and before she could respond his smile disappeared. He turned away.

  She frowned but tried again. “What kind of coffee do you drink?” she asked.

  “This kind.” He lifted the can in his hand. “It’s pretty good. I get it all the time.”

  “Well, I guess I’ll give it a try.” She walked closer. Her inner Sam told her to be bold, confident, and to flirt, so she put a twist in her hips as she made her way over. “Maybe we could get together sometime over a cup, huh?”

  The man narrowed his eyes. “It sounds like a lot of fun, but my wife wouldn’t like that very much.” He lifted the can in his hand again, showing her his wedding band.

  “Oh, sorry.” She immediately turned around. That was stupid. It hadn’t occurred to her to look at his ring finger. At least he was loyal, unlike someone she knew.

  “No problem,” she heard him say. Seconds later, she heard his footsteps as he walked away; she glanced back over her shoulder. He was gone.

  She was not going to do that again. She aimed to practice Sam’s character, not to embarrass herself. As soon as she made that promise, another guy, no taller than her, walked into the aisle. “Good morning.” He smiled.

  Maybe she should try it one more time. He walked right into it. “Hey.” She grinned.

  He stared at the different brands of coffee on the shelf. “Don’t you hate it when you’re out of coffee in the morning?” he asked.

  “As a matter of fact, I do.” She nodded. She looked at his hand. No ring. “It’s vital, isn’t it?”

  “You bet.” He chuckled and looked at the coffee on the shelf in front of her. “That’s the best kind, right?”

  “Yeah, my favorite.” She grabbed a can off the shelf. “I’m Sam. You?”

  “Oh, I’m Duncan.” He put out his hand.

  She shook his hand and smiled. He was very kind and approachable. With dark hair and dark eyes. The boy next door. “You’re not ma
rried, are you?”

  Duncan chuckled. “No.”

  “Good,” she said. “How about we get a fresh cup of coffee sometime? Just you and me? You know, get to know each other better.” She smiled and winked, already excited. She had no desire to actually go through with a date, but a promise for one was all she needed to stimulate her ego. It was definitely fun to play a sexy seductress.

  Duncan smiled too. “That’s really nice of you but . . .”

  Great, she thought, he said but. He is probably going to make up an excuse and disappear like the other guy did. Maybe her outfit turned people off. She couldn’t be like Sam no matter how hard she tried. “Yeah?” She lifted an eyebrow and waited for a letdown.

  “But I have a dog that takes up most of my free time. I have her tied up and waiting for me outside, actually.”

  “Oh.” She nodded. A dog? That was his excuse? Sam would have had both men in her bed in two seconds and they wouldn’t make excuses about dogs waiting for them either. “You have a dog, huh?”

  “Yeah, a beagle. Her name is Tiki. She is so cute. I just got her a few days ago.”

  She must have gasped because she was choking on nothing but air. “Tiki?”

  “Yeah.” Duncan nodded. “My . . . boyfriend named her. Funny name, huh? Are you okay?”

  She put her hand to her throat and swallowed to loosen the lump that caught there. It didn’t work. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know you had a—”

  “That’s okay. I usually don’t go around announcing that I have a boyfriend.” He looked over his shoulder. “I try to let girls down in the friendliest way possible. Mentioning my cute dog usually helps but . . . are you okay?”

  “Yes.” She forced a smile.

  “Thanks for the offer. I’m sorry.” He raised the coffee can in his hand as a farewell and left the aisle.

  Sunni stood alone in the aisle for another few minutes before she put the coffee back on the shelf and left the store. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly how she felt. Duncan was Chris’s lover and they already had the first addition to their family, a beagle named Tiki.

  She felt the tears sting her eyes but she wouldn’t allow them to flow. She hated being the weak crybaby she was.

  She strolled home feeling like a huge failure. On the way, she checked her mailbox and took out the many letters. She didn’t have the strength to look through them, she didn’t care. She felt like a zombie. At home, she threw the mail on top of Joseph’s novel and collapsed on the sofa. She didn’t want to move. She didn’t want to think. She didn’t want to drink coffee. All she wanted to do was sleep until she went numb.

  When night finally arrived, Sunni nibbled a few saltine crackers but found that she still felt sluggish and drained. She was angry with Chris for moving on so quickly and easily. Did he care about her at all? Did he understand that she once had aspirations too? Surely, he knew she couldn’t pay all of the bills on her own. He had to remember that she had been fired from her job. It felt like he just disappeared and fulfilled his dream somewhere else. And somewhere else wasn’t too far away if she could bump into his lover at the grocery store.

  It was after six o’clock. Joseph and Ben had to be home from work by now. She had the urge to go over and get her mind off Chris any way she could. Maybe the affection of a man or two would do it. She gave in to her dirty thoughts and looked over her black ensemble. With her lipstick and makeup set, she put on her boots and left the apartment.

  Minutes later, she knocked on the door and Joseph answered. “Hello, Sam.” He smiled and touched her long black hair.

  “I need a distraction from my crazy life,” she said, unenthusiastically.

  “What did you have in mind?” Joseph asked. A grin curled his lip. He always had a grin on his face as if he had planned some evil scheme.

  She just ignored it and flipped her hair. She pushed her way through the door and walked into the living room. “Where’s your naughty half?”

  “Ben’s taking a quick shower.” Joseph followed her into the living room. “He should be out soon. In the meantime, you want to work on a distraction?”

  “I do.” She looked over Joseph’s perfect body. She stared at his smooth skin, his hard chest, and his narrow waist. He was painfully gorgeous, so attractive that her stomach twisted in knots with the thought of making love to him. She saw the look in his eyes and instantly felt the way he must have felt, hot. She licked her lips slowly and sensually, something Sam would do. “I’m getting hot in all of this black.” She winked.

  “Well, let me help you take it off then.” Joseph went to her side and placed his hand on the front of the skirt. She could smell his irresistible, manly fragrance as his fingers found the zipper and he unzipped. “Will you keep the boots on for me? I love these boots,” he said.

  “Anything for you.” She tried her best to imitate Sam. She watched him kneel before her. His shoulders were broad and his arms looked strong as he slid her skirt down over her hips to expose her black thong.

  “Oh, I love it,” he mumbled.

  She sensed his arousal in his voice. “Good,” she said. She slipped her black tank over her head and her breasts slightly bounced as they freed.

  Joseph stared at her with lust in his eyes. “You look so hot.”

  She lifted an eyebrow. “Don’t state the obvious. It’s a turn off.”

  Joseph chuckled. “Someone’s been catching up on their reading.” He placed his hand on her hip and moved close enough to kiss her.

  “Where’s my sweat pants?” Ben asked as he appeared around the corner. He immediately stopped in his tracks. “Wow. This is a surprise.”

  Ben’s body stole Sunni’s attention. He wore nothing but black boxer-briefs that were low on his hips. Her eyes followed the fine trail of hairs that led from his navel to his cock. “Come here, big boy.” She crooked her finger.

  Ben smiled and immediately moved behind her. He pressed his body against the bare skin of her back. She exhaled. This was exactly what she needed. Already she felt ten times better. The chair in the kitchen caught her eye and something came to mind.

  She looked to Joseph. “Have a seat, Joshua.”

  Joseph smiled and sat in the chair. “I think I’m gonna like this.”

  She eyed Ben. “I want you to remove his clothes, Brett.”

  Ben moaned and licked his lips. “I remember this scene.”

  “Good, now get to it.” She watched as Ben hooked his fingers into the rim of Joseph’s pants and slowly slid them down over his hips, thighs, and down to the floor. The second Joseph’s pants were around his ankles, She sat down on his lap with her back pressed against his chest. His hardness pressed against her ass, between her cheeks and right against the thong. She moved her hips, slowly grinding against his erection and he moaned.

  Ben stepped forward. He stood close enough for her to grab his hips in her hands. She slowly pulled his boxers down and his cock sprang up inches from her face. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and felt the thickness of it in her hand. Every second was intense. She fought hard to keep her emotions bottled, especially the feeling of pure giddiness. She could not believe she was actually going this far. The feel of Joseph’s dick against her ass and Ben’s cock in her hand felt more amazing than she imagined it could. What a thrill. It was exactly was she needed.

  Joseph wrapped his arms around her from behind and eased her up to stand. She looked into Ben’s brown eyes and brought her lips to his, instantly her confidence rose tenfold. She felt sexy in her thong and boots and she thought they could sense it. She gently squeezed Ben’s hardness in her hand and kissed him deep and needy. Ben’s hands cupped her face and every nerve in her body tingled and ached.

  Joseph kissed the slope of her neck. She wanted to give them both attention but already she was much too weak from their touch. She turned around in Joseph’s arms to face him. He left a warm trail of kisses along her collarbone. Then he dipped his head lower and kissed each perky nipple, the kiss made her feel
lightheaded.

  She wanted nothing more but to pleasure and get pleasure from these two beautiful men. Their hands, their kisses, their bodies called to her. She craved to go all the way and this time she would not allow anything stop them. Not even her fears. At that moment, she decided she was going to feel their passion the way she should have before.

  “Joe? Ben?” Sunni called.

  “Too fast?” Joseph rubbed her shoulders and looked into her eyes.

  “No.” She left a trail on his chest with her fingertips. “I just . . . I’m ready to do this but I think I should experience this as Sunni. Not as Sam.”

  Ben kissed her cheek. “That’s fine.”

  “That’s perfect.” Joseph kissed her other cheek.

  She pulled the wig from her head. She tossed it to the side and fluffed her hair.

  Ben brought his lips to her ear. “Beautiful.”

  She closed her eyes and savored the feel of his warm breath on her skin. “I want to feel both of you.”

  Joseph pressed his lips to hers. He slowly caressed her body with his fingertips. She could feel Ben’s hands move over her hips and waist. She longed to kiss him too. She turned around, placed her back to Joseph and kissed Ben’s full lips. She opened her mouth slightly and his tongue slid in between to lick against hers.

  She never felt so great in her life. Slowly, inch by inch, they made their way to the bedroom and onto the bed. Ben lay on top of her and she cradled him between her legs. Their kiss was deep and rushed. Their tongues wrestled as they breathed each other’s sweet, hot breath. She felt how desperately her body wanted him inside of her and she didn’t fight it.

  She thrust her hips up against his and hoped he would take the hint and take the initiative. He kissed her one last time and lifted himself from her body. Quickly, Joseph took his place and kneeled between her legs.

  She licked her lips as he placed a condom over the length of his cock. Her heart beat fast with excitement and anticipation. This was all she ever wanted and so far, it unfolded just like her fantasies. It was better than her fantasies. Things felt different. It was more intense and deeper than any fantasy she had ever had about Joseph.