by Mia Ford
Getting it at the office would make us both relax and it was quite the setup. There was the large desk, the couch, and even the bathroom that was attached to the office. My father liked to work and didn’t want to go far from that, and I thanked him for that. I was slightly ashamed of what we were doing in his former space, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t bring Mom in here a time or two. They were very much in love and highly affectionate towards one another.
I pushed that idea out of my head, walking towards the computer to try and get some work done. I felt some nagging doubt about what we were doing, but we couldn’t get involved with any of the women here. We were owners of the company and that was not a possibility, no matter how gorgeous or willing they were. Cecile knew the deal and seemed more than eager to please us, and I knew that work was going to get that much better now.
Brandon and I left the office with smiles on our faces, answering vaguely about the new assistant. I assured the managers that we were swamped with work and she was just going to lend a hand. We didn’t want to bother them with every little thing.
Dad had assistants so it wasn’t new and they seemed to accept that. We got into the car and shared a long look and grins before heading home for dinner.
We didn’t tell Mom our plan. She just needed to know that we were working hard in the company and that we were going to take care of her and Ashley. With a woman in the office, we could spend more time at home with them. It was a perfect situation.
We left the office Friday night to go and meet some friends for drinks and dinner, since Mom and Ashley had plans that night. The sports bar was packed and we sat at a table with a great view of the hockey game in the background, eating some appetizers and sharing a pitcher of beer.
Brandon finished the night by leaving with a leggy brunette on his arm, looking ready for a little action. I’d noticed a blonde and once we got to talking, I decided to leave with her for a little fun.
After a wild Friday and Saturday night, we were able to sleep in on Sunday and get back to the tradition of supper with Mom and Ashley. It was bittersweet and Mom shed a few tears through the meal, but we kept sitting there and talking through the hard emotions. We sipped beers on the open porch once we were alone and Brandon looked over the lights of the city.
“Tomorrow is the day,” he said gruffly as he looked at me. “I think it will be the best thing. Mom needs us and we can work and play throughout the day. It’s perfect.”
“I think so as well,” I agreed, ready to try and balance our lives. We needed the touch of a woman but we also needed to run the company in Dad’s memory. We needed to take care of our mother and our sister.
Brandon
I rose early on Monday morning, showering, and dressing in a crisp suit before I went down for some coffee. Brent was already there, looking as eager as I felt to be going to the office and he talked easily with Mom as she sat at the breakfast bar with her own cup of coffee. Today seemed to be a good day and I felt some sense of pride that I’d managed to come up with the idea of Cecile.
We left for the office only slightly early, arriving before our new assistant. We went into the office and left the door open as we warmed up the computers, waiting for her to arrive as we nibbled on the bagels that we’d grabbed on the way in. Cecile was in perfect shape and though she might not appreciate the carbs, she would have to appreciate the gesture.
We looked up as someone filled the doorway, seeing the petite woman looking in on us. She was dressed in a fitted black pencil skirt and a crisp white shirt, and Cecile had accented her wide eyes with dark liner and mascara. She wore red lipstick and I stared at her lips for a moment, wondering what it would be like to have her wrapped around my cock. “Good morning,” Brent greeted her as she smiled and walked inside towards us. “Welcome to M&P.”
We showed her the break room and all the amenities that it offered, as well as the public restroom. We also assured her that we had a private one attached to our office as heat flushed her flawless, pale skin. Cecile looked around before she led the way back to the office and I was glad that nobody was around to see her pink cheeks at that moment.
Brent took her into the office and started showing her the software and how it worked. She did need to know the business as well as everything else, at the very least for appearances. I came around the desk and looked over her shoulder as I took a long look at the slit in her skirt, just in the side. It showed off her toned legs and I licked my lips as she looked at Brent with a slow smile. I pulled up a chair and slipped my hand over her skirt as she stilled, underneath the slit to rub her knee gently. He looked at me and then his eyes ran down her body as I stroked her a little harder with every moment that passed. “You two don’t waste any time, do you?” Cecile asked in a low voice as I glanced at the locked door.
“You’re gorgeous. Why would we?” I asked her as Brent watched my sliding hand further up her thigh. “Are you wet for us, Cecile?”
She sucked in her breath and Brent slipped a hand into her silky bob as she stared into his face. He leaned in to kiss her as I slipped my hand up between her legs, finding the lace of her underwear damp. I teased her through the material, hearing her moan against my brother’s lips before I pushed my fingers under the material. Her legs were pressed tight together due to the style of the skirt, but I found her needy slit and stroked it as she shuddered underneath my hand.
Brent was kissing her harder and I felt her jerk against my hand. Cecile was so fucking wet and I slipped a finger inside of her as she whimpered. Brent was tonguing her mouth, his hands in her hair as I slipped two fingers in and out, still palming her clit.
Fuck, she was tight. My cock was hard in my pants but I wanted to build her up to this and prepare her for me, for us. I wasn’t going to force myself on her just like that, willing to give her time. The way that she was reacting to me, I knew that we were both going to hear her come soon.
Cecile fell over the edge with my brother’s tongue in her mouth and his hand cupping her perky, little breast. She rocked against me as I felt her heat washing over my fingers, loving the feeling. This woman was going to be ours and I felt a sense of peace come over me and I pulled my hand out of her to slip my fingers inside of my mouth. She was sweet and I closed my eyes as I memorized her taste.
When I opened my eyes, Brent had his shirt open and was sucking eagerly on her nipple. She was back against my chest as she moaned softly and I inhaled the sweet cherry scent of her hair. How far was this going to go?
He pulled away, his eyes dark and hungry as Cecile gasped for air. She stood on wobbly knees and made her way to the bathroom as Brent and I stared at each other. His mouth was smeared with her lipstick and I had her taste on my fingers and lips, still hard. “Best fucking idea ever,” he told me softly as I smiled in agreement.
Cecile did work at her desk at times and made friends with a few women in the building. She made up a story of a long-term boyfriend to make it seem like she wanted nothing more than a job here, since we had a reputation. She was a smart woman that knew her job, but she also was learning a lot about our needs.
I don’t know who fucked her first but I took her on the bathroom counter one morning while Brent was taking Mom somewhere. I didn’t care if I was first. I just knew that the office door was locked and she was naked before me, her pussy milking my cock as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I fucked her hard and slow, feeling her nipples against my chest as she dug her nails into my back. I knew that I was close as I rocked into her, her body moving right along with me as I stretched her open. “Fuck, Cici. You are so tight,” I told her as I felt her tearing my skin open. I was thankful for the extra package of white shirts that I had as well as the small shower, letting myself go into the condom that I wore. She cried out as she came around me, making me jerk as her heat pressed through the latex and made me keep coming.
“Brandon, you feel so good,” she said as she pressed her lips to my neck, pulsing around me. I fucked her a
gain, slowly this time before I pulled out and let her slip to the floor.
“You’re beautiful,” I told her as she blushed and smiled, leaning over to collect her red dress. She wore lipstick that matched it perfectly, a red shade that was smeared over my cock as she pulled the dress over her head. I slipped the new condom off and added it to the trash with the other one, wrapped in toilet paper as she leaned forward and fixed her face.
I watched her stroll into the office where she’d dropped her purse as I slipped off the shirt and pants to step into the shower. By the time I was rinsed off and dressing again, her face was again flawless and not showing a single sign of what had just happened.
We returned to the office to work, checking on new accounts as she shared long looks with me every now and then. Brent arrived about an hour after our tryst and looked at both of us as he set his briefcase down. “How’s Mom?” I asked as he glanced at me curiously.
“She’s fine. The doctor said that everything looked good, though he gave her something to help her sleep,” Brent replied as I nodded somberly. I knew that she was having trouble sleeping, often having nightmares. She admitted it to us in hushed tones and that was when Brent decided to take her to the doctor.
Cecile was aware of everything that was going on, offering him a sympathetic glance from the laptop that she was working on. Her hair was perfect and hung over her face as he took a seat and let out a sigh.
“Is everything good here?” He asked, giving me a long and questioning gaze.
“It’s perfect,” I assured him as Cecile blushed a bit from her spot at the other desk. “We’ve gotten a lot done today.” I knew that Brent noticed my double meaning as he cocked his eyebrow at me, shaking his head slowly.
“I’ll bet.” Cecile had been working for us for a month now. We’d fooled around together and separately with her, both of us tasting her sweet pussy and mouth. I assumed that she’d slept with Brent since I wasn’t always here but it didn’t matter. She just fucked me and she felt fucking amazing. In time., things would only heat up. I would have another threesome with my twin, hotter than any of the others.
I had no interest in a serious relationship, still sleeping with other women on the weekends if I was out partying. We were the owners of a successful company but turned twenty-two six months after Dad left us. It was a bittersweet celebration at our favorite restaurant in New York with our family. In a past life, we might be on a beach somewhere warm and tropical with some local women.
Cecile was the one thing that kept us sane and responsible. The times that I had her lips around my cock as I fucked her mouth, or lapped away at her pussy grounded me.
It was after that morning tea, when I walked in and saw her bent over the couch with my brother thrusting inside of her. I knew that they were doing something, since there was no sign of her outside and the door was locked. I opened the door quickly, locked it again as I watched them. Her body was jerking forward as she cried out softly, her head at the end of the couch.
I walked around, seeing her lips parted as Brent fucked her hard and fast. We’d not approached the idea of a threesome yet, but I felt my cock harden as I looked down at her. Cecile seemed to sense my presence and her eyes opened as she stared up at me with a dazed gaze.
I looked at her and then my brother behind her, seeing him spread her legs open to take her harder as he nodded at me. I dropped my pants and my cock sprung forward as I cupped her face in my hands. She moaned before I slipped between her lips, feeling her mouth wrap around me as I closed my eyes. I felt the impact of Brent against her ass, pushing her forward as I slipped into the back of her throat.
It felt fucking good.
I could feel my release building before Brent cried out her name and stilled, just as she sucked me deep in her throat and whimpered. I opened my eyes and watched as she shook against Brent before I shot my seed deep into her throat.
After she had some time to recover, I slipped a condom on and dropped her on her back on the couch. Her nipples were red from teeth and I pushed her legs up, resting her feet on my shoulders before I slipped inside of her. Cecile rocked against me as I took her repeatedly, moving faster as Brent watched us from the window, where he stood with his pants on and his eyes dark with hunger.
Brent
I was fresh from fucking Cecile when Brandon moved her to her back, plunging inside of her. He’d already come in her mouth just after she and I had come seconds apart. I watched her body rock with him, hungry for sex. She was the perfect woman for us and I ran a hand through my hair as I watched them fucking. I knew that we’d both had her individually at this point, a fact that didn’t matter as I watched them right now. She loved this. Cecile had signed onto this and was taking our cocks like a pro.
I couldn’t thank my brother enough for this idea. I watched as she trembled beneath him before stumbling into the bathroom to clean up, staring at my bloodshot eyes in the mirror for a long moment. It was still mid-morning and we had plenty of time left to get some real work done. It worked out that all three of us enjoyed working some nights and we took the time to be alone in the building once a week or so.
Mom bought it, knowing how much Dad worked. What he did here at night was a far cry from what Brandon and I were doing, but she didn’t have to know that. We seemed to want to fuck Cecile more than working anyway, and it just got hotter. Once we were both with her, it came naturally to all of us and she happily took one of us in her mouth while the other one filled her pussy each and every time.
When she told me to fuck her in the ass one night, I felt myself thicken as I looked at my brother. He tossed me some lube as he and Cecile moved together on the couch, buried deep inside of her pussy as I stroked my cock with the lube. I slipped her cheeks apart, teasing her with my finger as I had before and hearing her groan as the tip slipped inside of her.
Cecile was perfect.
I eased her tight entrance open and prepped her before I slipped my cock inside of her. Brandon and I both paused, pinning her between us for a moment to let her adjust. I slipped my free hand around to cup her breast, stroking her nipple as she let out a soft groan. I heard her begin to beg in a wavering voice as Brandon moved first and then me, taking her with a rhythm that made my cock so hard as she enveloped both of us with her body.
It was perfect as we moved in sync, filling her as she rocked with us. I knew that none of us would last long, pinching her tight nipple as she whimpered and arched her back as much as she could against me. Within a few more thrusts, I was filling her ass as she jerked and clutched Brandon’s chest. I knew that she was coming as well and he was the last one as he stilled before thrusting inside of her roughly once or twice more.
We both pulled put slowly, as I fell back against the couch and she dropped over his body. I took several deep breaths as I closed my eyes, thankful for the empty office. We tried to reserve the more hardcore sex for those times but sometimes it was too easy to give in to her hot little body.
I could tell that the office was buzzing every time that one of us walked through the halls. I hoped that they hadn’t put the pieces together but Cecile spent a lot of time in the office and we had reputations. There was still chatter in the papers about our womanizing, but it seemed to lessen now that we had such a sweet deal at work. There was still the occasional weekend at the bar and the easy women but we spent a lot of time at home with the family as well. Mom was bouncing back slowly, spending time with friends and even planning an Alaskan cruise with them. It was during Ashley’s break and she asked if our sister wanted to join her.
They both packed for their early September trip. Ashley went to a private school and her time off varied from the public schools in the area. It didn’t hurt that she was a gifted student and could make up the week that she was taking on her own accord without any issues.
We took them to the airport, kissing them goodbye on that Saturday morning before we walked back to the car. We planned on picking Cecile up and heading over to
the house in The Hamptons for a night and part of tomorrow. It was a bold move going out with her in public but well worth the risk as she walked out of the building with some luggage and sunglasses over her beautiful eyes. Cecile slipped into the back seat with the tinted windows and shook her hair out as she leaned forward for a kiss from each of us. I grinned and pulled out into traffic to head to the gorgeous mansion, looking forward to the time away from the city. We knew people there but the weekend was going to be a quiet one and we’d stay inside, going out to get food and keeping everything low key.
Cecile gasped as we pulled into the four-car garage, leaning forward as she touched Brandon’s arm. “This is beautiful.”
The spacious brick home was one of the most beautiful homes on this stretch of beach, and it was at the end. We had a lot of privacy here. I got out, followed by the other two and we managed to get the luggage into one of the large bedrooms before we gave her a tour. The house had ten bedrooms and five bathrooms, even though we only planned to use one of each this weekend. The kitchen was ready for cooking and stocked by staff every time we were coming down.
Dad had a grill in the back by the pool as well as anything we could need in the chef’s kitchen, so there was no reason to leave the house at all. I understood that being seen with Cecile could be risky, once it was leaked that she was our assistant. Brandon had caught wind of some of the speculation around the building, causing us to tone it down for some while we were working.
Here, we didn’t have to do that. Cecile dropped her dress right in front of us to slip on a tiny green bikini as I watched her intently. That ass called to me now and she tossed us a look over her shoulder before telling us to get ready for the pool.
Brandon chuckled as he dressed in his board shorts first before heading outside. The backyard was private enough, but he checked around before Cecile came out in large sunglasses. Brandon got started on some drinks in the blender as she slipped into the water, and I watched her nipples react to the cool water. I twitched and stepped into the pool myself, swimming over to her as she sat on the wide step and smiled at me. “What are you doing?” She teased me as I nudged the top aside to take a nipple into my mouth. I slipped a hand between her legs, stroking the material of the suit before slipping my fingers underneath.
