by Mia Ford
The water was cool but she was slick with need as I pumped two fingers inside of her. Cecile dropped her head back as Brandon brought us each a drink, taking in the action with an amused expression. “You couldn’t wait, could you?” He made a reprimanding noise as Cecile groaned and looked into his face. He sat beside her, his legs in the water as he played with her free nipple leisurely for a moment. Cecile was ready to blow and he leaned down to kiss her as she started to jerk against my hand as I thumbed her needy clit. She groaned against his tongue as her release rocked through her body and over my hand for a fleeting second before it disappeared into the water of the pool. Brandon continued to kiss her slowly as she recovered, offering her a drink as she pulled away.
We all swam around for a bit to cool off after the drive before resting on chaise lounges that were scattered along the edge. Cecile chose something in the shade to protect her pale skin while we took the full brunt of the sun. I missed Dad and the family as I let the peace take me over, but I needed this. I hoped that Mom and Ash were doing the same on their trip.
After a couple of hours of dozing, Brandon stretched as Cecile watched him closely. “I am going to see about making something to eat.” His voice was husky and I watched as they shared a glance before he strolled into the living room before smiling at me.
“Do you like it here?” I asked her as she nodded lazily.
“I can see you boys growing up here, playing on the beach,” she mused as I laughed.
“Every fucking second was spent out there. Mom always brought a nanny along just to get anything done.” I smiled sadly at the memory and sipped the melting Pina colada. “We’ll go later on, after we eat. It’s a very private stretch of the beach and especially pretty at night, with the stars in the sky.”
“Great idea,” she agreed with a soft laugh. “The sun is not your friend when you have this skin.”
Brandon returned with something on a plate, lighting the charcoal before he placed the meat over the flame. He started the other grill and cooked what was I assumed his marinated veggies along with some Jerk chicken, judging from the scent of the food that was in the air. Cecile seemed to doze for a while as he was cooking, curled up in her oversized chair as I smiled at her.
We ate at the smaller bistro table, sipping more drinks as she moaned over the food. There was something about eating in this setting with the ocean waves just feet away as the salty wind blew over our skin. After the meal, we snacked on fresh fruit before Cecile insisted on cleaning up.
When the place was clean and the sun was going down, we made our way to the sand as I took in the ocean. Cecile walked barefoot over to the water, bathed in the orange flow of the setting sun as I stared at her. Brandon walked to the edge of the water and they joined hands as their lips curled into smiles. I couldn’t help but snap a picture with my phone, knowing that it was vague with the bright sunset, though still gorgeous.
We frolicked in the waves as the sky darkened further and Cecile smiled brightly as she ran away from us. We were all still in our suits and Brandon tackled her, gently bringing her down in the water as she laughed. The tide was rising and we’d been moving with it, so the waves just brushed against her. I was a few feet behind, taking a break and when I reached them I could hear her moaning about the sound of the ocean. Cecile was on her back with her legs spread as his hand teased her under the material of her bottoms. I could see that he was fucking her with his fingers and stopped to watch as I imagined the bed in the house. I was just waiting for her naked body and I adjusted myself as I watched my brother plunged harder inside of her as he spoke in a low voice.
“Brandon, yes. Yes!” Her voice rose as she cried out and jerked against him, and I could tell that she was coming. I glanced up and down the beach, seeing nobody anywhere on it and focused on her nipples straining against the cloth of her top, wet with the water.
We both helped her up once she was done, and walked towards the house as she took ragged breaths. We walked into the house and locked the doors on the lower floor and headed upstairs where we showered. Cecile started on her own but both Brandon and I joined her as he stepped behind her and cupped her breasts. I reached down to stroke my cock as I watched him kiss her neck before I walked forward and dropped to my knees to taste her pussy with my tongue. Even with the water dripping down her thighs, I could taste her release from earlier and I found her clit with my teeth, drawing it into my mouth as she whimpered. I kept stroking myself as I looked up to see Brandon pinching her beautiful pink nipples as I tugged at her.
Cecile was a weak mess by the time we left the bathroom and carried her to the bed. I looked at Brandon and he nodded with understanding as he walked to the luggage for the soft binds that we’d bought to surprise her. I was kissing her as Brandon tied her arms to the headboard, making her eyes widen as she groaned. “What’s this?”
“You’re ours tonight,” he told her as I kissed her again, tracing down her body with my hand as she shivered. I made my way down her neck before I reached for a condom, sliding it over my shaft as I looked down at her.
Brandon
I watched as Brent pulled her legs to his shoulders and started to fuck her. I’d shot off in my shorts making her come on the beach but I’d be ready for more soon as I watched her eyes flutter with the force of his thrusts. Cecile was on the petite side but she took us both so easily, asking for more all the time. I knew that she was going to come when she started shaking, her perfect breasts rocking with the fucking. She screamed Brent’s name as he groaned and stilled for just a moment, triggered by her tight pussy.
I watched him drop beside her on the large bed, breathing deeply as he reached for the cold beer on the night stand.
The windows were open to let the ocean breeze inside of the room and I stalked towards her, flipping Cecile onto her stomach. She moaned as I pushed her to her knees and reached for another condom. She was still wet from Brent as I took her, closing my eyes as her wet heat surrounded me.
This was bit off the plan for us, but the house was empty and we had a long weekend off. Cecile easily agreed and this way we would not have to hold back. I could make as much noise as I wanted to, slapping her pale ass if I wanted to and letting her know how hard that I was coming. It always had to be contained in the office and we all knew that there was some suspicion around the office already. Brent and I weren’t too concerned since we already had reputations but we didn’t want Cecile blacklisted if she ever wanted to leave. She was a strong worker outside of the sex and if she ever chose to leave, we didn’t want her to have a difficult time finding another job.
Cecile was great in bed but we all knew that it was just sex.
We spent the weekend alternating between sex and swimming, eating whenever our bodies demanded the fuel. It seemed like the time flew before we were driving back into the city, dropping Cecile off at her apartment.
Brent and I took our stuff to our rooms before we showered for the night. Work was tomorrow and we needed some rest after the weekend, dropping into bed. I played back the best moments in my mind, seeing Cecile’s face as she came screaming for us. We had more surprises that just tying her up and she loved the toys that we used on her, one busy with that while the other pleasured her in other ways. It was one of the longest running affairs with one woman for either of us and I grew curious as to whether or not that was becoming more than sex for anyone. I did not do relationships and Brent was wired the same way, although I could see him settling down before I did.
He was up before me, making coffee as I came into the kitchen dressed for work. The house seemed so quiet and I looked around, hoping that Mom and Ashley were having a good time.
We left for the office and went straight to the inside, getting everything ready inside. The building was coming to life and I listened to the voices floating down the hallway, relieved that we had something of a private area.
We did hear the chair outside of the door and grinned at each other. Cecile appeared at the d
oor, greeting us softly as she walked inside, dressed in a black dress with heels. “Good morning,” Brent replied as I smiled at her. There was something on her face that made me frown and she closed the door and sat down on the couch.
“I have some bad news,” Cecile told both of us, looking at the floor. “My grandmother is ill in Japan and my mother wants me to go with her to see her. It looks like we don’t have a lot of time left with her. I don’t know how long that would be and I don’t expect you to hold my job for me.”
“You’re leaving?” I asked as she nodded, finally looking up.
“I have to. My family is close and I need to be there for Mom and Grandma, not to mention the others.” As good as Cecile was in bed and on the job, I did know that her family meant a lot to her. “I don’t want to end this on bad terms, though.”
Brent cleared his throat and I glanced at him. “We lost our dad recently and we understand. You have been an amazing employee…and more, but it would never be a bad ending.”
“Really? I appreciate that so much,” Cecile told him as she looked at us. She looked so relieved and I let out a breath. “I can contact you if we’re back anytime soon, assuming you have this opening. The trips to Japan usually last a long time, though.”
“Don’t even worry about that. We are willing to send you off with a letter of recommendation if there are no openings here. You’ll be fine. Focus on your family.” Brent spoke again and I sat down and looked her over, remembering all the good times. It was a perfect mess and I wondered if we could find it all again with someone else.
Unfortunately, Cecile had to resign rapidly and she was gone that day. We sat in the office after she left and Brent worked on the computer while I replied to some emails. “It was great having an assistant. Think we should get another one?” I asked as he paused to give me a long look.
“Another woman, you mean?” He pressed as I nodded.
“Yes. That made the office so much better,” I reminded my brother as he chuckled.
“I think that Cecile got out just in time. People were starting to pay attention. How would we avoid that with another one?” He asked as I sipped some coffee.
“We got a bit carried away this time. We could play it down a lot, maybe have another place for the fun part of the job?” I suggested as he ran a hand through his hair.
“I did like having the stress relief and it was good being home more, particularly in your case. You were even awake the past few weeks here in the office.” Brent teased me as I laughed. “I guess we can try the process and see what happens.”
He did an ad the same way as before, trying to keep it under the radar. Although, we could just explain that we were replacing Cecile. We owned this company and could do whatever we wanted. I pushed aside any worries, looking forward to what was going to happen next.
Within a week, we had a few interviews lined up. I did notice that it was nice to have an extra pair of hands to help with the business in that time, even though I had a lot of fun after hours. With our house being empty for a few nights, I filled my bed with a few women as well as going to their places. Brent shook his head at me a few times, but I was always at work.
Mom was home when we started interviewing new women, having a total of ten to choose from. They were all gorgeous but we settled on a blonde this time, explaining the requirements for the job. She seemed a bit surprised as she looked from me to my brother, but I could see the attraction in your eyes. “How does that work when we need to be getting shipping business done here?” Her green eyes were shrewd as she lifted an eyebrow to look at Brent.
Her name was Veronica Tate and she came with a great degree and some intern experience, though probably not in sex like we needed.
“There might be some nights required. We will be focusing on this business as well, of course,” Brent told her smoothly as she pressed her hands into her black pencil skirt and took a breath. We’d given her the information on her generous salary and benefit package that came along with the job and knew that it would be hard to turn down. “This will be enjoyable for all of us, Miss Tate. I assure you that we wouldn’t do anything that wasn’t to your liking, but an open mind is always a good thing in life.” She looked at me and I smiled assuringly at her as she licked her full pink lips.
“I’ll take the job,” she told us as Brent grinned and nodded.
She started the following Monday and Brent let it get around the office that we’d hired a new assistant. He was the more convincing of the two of us and seemed to manage to make it believable. That Monday, we got there early and ready to show her the ropes but it was Veronica that walked into our office wearing a tight pink dress, closing the door.
“I was an escort for a short time in college. I keep that off my resume, but I assume that you won’t mind at all.” Her lips were curled into a dark pink smile and I stared as she walked over to us on tall black heels.
“Damn,” I said as Brent gave me a long look.
Brent
Veronica gave us both impressive blow jobs that morning, throwing us off for the rest of the day. We showed her the software after that, finding her a quick learner as she leaned forward to enter some data. We explained that we had a hotel room for the wilder times and she agreed to that plan as we talked about the daily expectations.
Veronica was different than Cecile and had a confidence that didn’t quit. She was a trust fund kid as well, just with brains and a college degree. Veronica made friends in the company and I suspected early on that she had other lovers, but she signed the same papers that Cecile did about keeping our involvement quiet.
If she didn’t, we would go ahead with a lawsuit.
She was sleeping with us within the first week of her employment, not holding back at all. Veronica must have made a hell of an escort, working late in the hotel room we’d arranged on a weekly basis.
I still saw other girls as always, mostly on the weekends while I still managed to be home with Mom.
We started to see the numbers go up in the company, realizing that we were doing a good job. We knew that it had everything to do with the staff as well, throwing a luncheon to thank them for their help six months into our beginning the job.
Veronica sat with some of the girls, nibbling on salad in the conference room for lunch. I sensed that she didn’t care if people gossiped about us, which they had to be after the animal sex I’d had with her earlier today. Brandon was taking care of the catering for the lunch and I had her bent over the desk, naked and fucking her sweet, willing pussy. Veronica was a bit curvier than Cecile, with heavy tits and a curvy ass that I smacked a lot when we were in the hotel room. I knew that I cried out a little louder than I should have this morning when I came over her back, neglecting to use a condom in our rush.
Her scream didn’t help matters, at least before I covered her mouth.
I caught her eyes across the room as she sat at the table, looking flawless with red lipstick that matched her vintage dress. Veronica winked at me before she laughed at something someone said to her. I wondered how we’d never come across one another in our shared social circle but it was probably best that we were just meeting.
The day continued at a local bar, since everyone was feeling a bit like letting go. Brent and I joined them, making sure that Mom didn’t need anything first before we walked down the street. The employees that were married with families went home for the most part, but there was a good crowd at the large sports bar tonight. It was a Friday and we could all let loose a bit, so why not? I knew that Brandon and I had kept to ourselves learning the ropes and being so involved with our assistants, so I looked at this as a chance to get to know them in a casual setting.
We picked a table away from the bar and chatted with people as they came by. We had a lot of beautiful women working for the company, many that made it obvious they would be up for a night with one or the both of us during private conversation.
We gently declined, watching Veronica throughout the nig
ht. More than that, some of our regular acquaintances showed up. They hugged us a little longer than needed, whispering ideas into our ear as Brandon and I looked at each other. Before too long, there was a group around the table, talking and laughing as we observed the group that could easily become an orgy.
It was Brandon that realized Veronica was in the stock room with someone as he walked past. He heard her familiar moan and after listening, determined that she was with another woman. The idea made both of us hot as we ordered shots, sucking them back as we waited to see who she came out with. When she did appear, she was with another one of the assistants, Tracy. We didn’t know her well, but she was a hot brunette and the way she stood so closely to our assistant, likely more than just friends with her.
Veronica made her way to our table later, leaning in to ask if she could use the room tonight. Tracy wanted to spend the night with her, and Veronica informed us that she offered her a couple of guys as well. I mentioned that we were her bosses but Veronica giggled and told her that Tracy would be tied up and blindfolded. If we didn’t talk, we could do anything that we wanted to her. Cocks were cocks, right?
We gave her a key to leave earlier than we did, as Brandon hit me in the arm. “The fuck?”
“She is bold but brilliant,” I told him as he nodded. We stuck around for another hour, figuring that the girls were having a good time. I sent a text to Veronica to let her know that we were on her way, and true to her words, Tracy was blindfolded. We looked over her curvy body, used well by Veronica as she sucked on Tracy’s nipple as we watched intently.
