Chapter 11
“What…?” was all he managed to get out. Both women smiled and laughed at him.
“Come on Doug,” Nicole said softly. “You didn’t think you were the only one of my clients that I slept with, did you?”
Doug felt a moment of panic, and his eyes widened as he looked over at Anna.
“Relax, she knows,” Nicole said. “In fact, she set everything up.”
Doug looked between Anna and Nicole in absolute confusion.
“When I talked to Nicole on the phone,” Anna said, her voice somewhat breathless. “I described your symptoms to her.”
“And I told her that these were common symptoms of stress,” Nicole said. “But also simply of sexual frustration. So, I recommended that before you dished out money on massage therapy, that you two just have a good lay.”
Doug listened, but the throbbing of his cock was becoming distracting.
“And I told her I was afraid that wouldn’t work,” Anna picked up. “Because you were too distracted with work. Plus, I wasn’t really too intrigued with the idea of having sex at all.”
As the women spoke, their hands traveled along one another’s bodies, and Doug could not help but be hypnotized by the two naked bodies and the motions of their hands.
“So, I proposed a plan,” Nicole said.
“I was reluctant at first,” Anna admitted.
“I would sleep with both of you, and reignite your libido,” Nicole explained. “It’s simple. The more you have sex- the more you want it.”
Doug’s cock could certainly attest to that.
“We knew there would be some complications,” Nicole said. “But in the end, I really had a lot of faith in my plan. And after your conversation with me this morning, I knew you were ready to take the next step.”
Doug could only assume that this was the next step. But even as his body ached, his mind rebelled.
“You manipulated me,” he claimed raggedly.
“Oh Doug,” Nicole laughed. “Of course we did. But are you really in any place to complain?”
Doug briefly considered her words. He had to admit that physically, he felt better than he had in a long time. He felt young and strong, and virile. He was mostly concerned, though, with Anna’s thoughts on all this.
“Anna?” he asked, his eyes fearful. “Is all this true?”
“Yes,” she nodded, breathless as Nicole continued to work her skillful hands over her body. “I didn’t think it would work, but I was willing to try anything. I thought we were going to lose each other. And what Nicole was saying made sense. And I knew if it was working on me then it must be working on you…”
Doug once again felt a surge in his cock. It was certainly working.
“Well…” Doug shook his head, at a loss for words. “What now?”
“Now, whenever you’re ready…” Nicole instructed with a sly grin. “You can come join us.”
With that, both of the women looked up at one another, and Doug groaned as their lips met in a kiss. He hastily unwrapped the towel from his waist and let it drop to the floor as he took hold of his aching member, lightly stroking it to grant him some relief. At the same time, his eyes were riveted to the women in front of him. He panted hungrily as he watched the way their breasts pressed against one another, and the way their hips gyrated and rolled as they sought their pleasure. He heard soft mewls of pleasure escape their lips.
At last, he could stand it no longer. He crawled onto the bed beside them. He took both women in his arms and held them to his chest as he rubbed his hardness between their thighs. He groaned at the pleasure their soft skin against his hardness created. He was just beginning to lose himself when he felt both of the women give him a forceful push, and he was suddenly sprawled on his back along the bed.
Nicole situated herself behind him, pinning his wrists into the bed with a solid grip. Her breasts dangled down in his face, and he tried to gather one of her perfect nipples into his mouth. He was immediately distracted, though, as he felt Anna’s soft hands traveling up the inside of his thighs. His cock twitched with excitement as she moved closer and closer, and when she finally wrapped her fingers around his base, he released a guttural moan of pleasure.
“God,” Anna whispered, the breath of her words brushing against his sensitive tip. “You’re so much bigger than I remember…”
Douglas groaned at the words, and he flexed his hips up into her hands. She gently pumped at him, and he moaned out his pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head.
At the same time that Anna slowly worked his cock, Nicole’s hands began to work up his arms until they gradually reached his chest. She massaged his strong pecs until she reached his sensitive nipples. He moaned as she rolled and flicked at them, and Douglas bucked up even more into Anna’s hands.
Just when Doug felt he was nearing his climax, both women abandoned him. Doug thrust his hips up into the empty air, releasing a frustrated groan. Both women laughed.
Doug forced his eyes open, only to lock eyes with Anna as she passionately kissed Nicole. Doug watched as Nicole straddled his face, and lowered her dripping slit to his mouth. Unable to escape or help himself, Doug began licking and kissing at her wetness.
“God that’s good…” Nicole ground out in a hiss, and Doug felt a surge of power and lust at being able to inspire such pleasure in her.
At the same time that Nicole began to rock against his mouth, Doug let out an almost pained groan as he felt Anna’s wet slit teasing against his tip. He eagerly thrust up, hoping to sink into her, but she only laughed, and held his tip down as she slowly moved back and forth, teasing him with her folds.
Doug’s mind was a haze of pleasure, and he responded by reaching out and Taking hold of Anna’s hips, tightly digging his fingernails into her soft flesh. He used his strength to slowly lower her down over his cock, and he shuddered violently as she whimpered, even as she enveloped him with her hot wetness.
Doug allowed her a moment to adjust, her pants and whimpers filling his ears even as her inner muscles fluttered around him. Doug struggled to keep still, and he focused on giving Nicole her pleasure as she began to bounce up and down on his face.
Anna finally moved up his cock, her tightness sucking at him and causing him to moan loudly. She started slow, but gradually built into a steady, maddening rhythm. Doug flexed his legs, and he raised up his hands to pinch and tweak at his wife’s nipples, causing her to release soft moans and whimpers as she fucked him.
Doug was relentless as he attacked Nicole’s pussy with his mouth, and he heard her pant as he went all in, licking and sucking and biting at her sensitivity. Her wetness flowed into his mouth, and he redoubled his efforts, intent on pushing her over the edge.
Doug could no longer take Anna being in control. He tightly gripped her hips and held her steady as he began to thrust his hips up into her. She released a keening wail, as did Nicole as he roughly bit down on her clit.
“Ah!” Anna cried out. “I’m going to come.”
“Please…” Nicole panted, her whole body shaking.
Doug growled. He raised both his hands. He used one to slide a finger into Nicole’s aching wetness, and with the other he pressed hard against Anna’s clit. Both women cried out as he set up a fast, punishing rhythm.
Nicole was the first to come, screaming raggedly as her inner muscles clamped down over his tongue and his fingers. Doug felt a rush of her wetness coat his hand and flow into his mouth, and he gently worked at her, carrying her through her climax.
Mere seconds after, Anna came. She let out a sob as her inner muscled slammed down over Doug’s thickness, and her whole body shuddered and jerked with the force of her pleasure.
Anna’s orgasm brought on Doug’s. He roared, and thrust up into her as her muscles milked at him, and he jerked helplessly as he released load after load of hot semen into her slender body. Doug’s pulse pounded in his ears, and he panted as the women dismounted him, each of them stretching out o
n either side of him.
Doug took deep breaths to calm himself down, and he felt hands on him. He looked down, and discovered that they belonged to Anna. He looked down at her tenderly, and he covered her lips with his own in a kiss. She kissed him back tenderly.
The two broke apart to look over at Nicole, who was looking between the two of them with a measure of satisfaction.
Chapter 12
“Thank you,” Anna and Douglas said at once.
“Oh it was my pleasure,” Nicole said as she rolled off the bed. “I’m sure we’ll have to make some readjustments in out contracts.”
The couple laughed, and Doug held Anna tighter to his chest as the both watched Nicole dress.
“I’ll see you both on Monday,” Nicole gave them both a wink, then turned and waltzed out of the room.
Finally, Anna and Doug were left alone. Doug looked down into his wife’s face, and he felt a surge of many different emotions pass through his body.
“Anna…” he said softly, his guilt and sadness coming to the forefront. “I’m so sorry…”
“Don’t be,” Anna cut him off. “Everything that happened was carefully planned. I knew that you wouldn’t be able to resist her, and I didn’t want you too.”
Doug was not convinced, and he raised an eyebrow.
“And I have to say…” Anna said, blushing a little. “I wanted to… you know… see what it was like…”
Doug’s eyes widened, and he felt his cock begin to stir at her admission.
“You mean,” Doug pressed, his voice growing darker. “What it was like to be with a woman?”
Anna blushed furiously, but nodded.
“And…” she said softly. “I liked it… I really did…”
“But…?” Doug prompted softly, sensing a reservation in her voice.
“But sometime…” Anna said, fidgeting a little. “Sometimes it just wasn’t enough… and all I wanted was your thick cock inside of me…”
That was all it took to get Doug’s cock fully erect once again. Without a word, he moved so that he was hovering over Anna’s body. He lowered his hand between her already spread thighs, and he shuddered at the wetness he felt there. He gathered some up on his fingertips, and then lifted his hand to Anna’s mouth. She eagerly sucked at his fingers and Doug growled at the sheer pleasure of the sensation.
Without any further warning, Doug slid into her once again, giving her few solid thrusts, and making her whimper.
“Like that?” he growled through his teeth.
“Yes…” Anna whimpered with a nod. “Just like that…”
Doug growled yet again, and lost himself in the tight wetness of his wife’s pussy. He pounded into her heard, and he relished the sensation of her fingernails digging into his shoulders. Soon, he heard her breathing hitch, and he lowered his hand between them to circle her swollen clit. It only took a few seconds of that treatment before she let out a soft cry, and he felt her meet her end.
Doug gasped as her muscles milked him, and with another few powerful thrusts, he once again spilled his load into her, pumping slowly as he emptied himself.
Doug gently withdrew from her and rolled off of her, collapsing at her side to catch his breath. When they had both recovered, Anna curled up to his side, and Doug held her tight, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
“I love you…” she whispered softly.
“Oh Anna…” Doug whispered in return, gently nuzzling into her head with his face. “I love you too. So much.”
With that, the couple fell into a satisfied sleep, help closely in one another’s embrace.
Bradley’s Touch
By: Anabelle Wolfe
Bradley’s Touch
© Anabelle Wolfe, 2016 – All rights reserved
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CHAPTER 1
Zoey’s bright blue eyes filled with unwelcome tears as she stared at her boss.
“Fired?” She whispered, not believing her ears. The very month prior she had been named Employee of the Month. How could this happen. “Why?”
Zack steepled his fingers, looking very uncomfortable. And he should too. He and Zoey had been dating for the past two years, and just three days before he had broken up with her, saying that she just wasn’t the one.
“Technically no, it’s not called firing. The business is simply reorganizing and revitalizing its assets. After your last performance report, unfortunately, the business no longer sees fit to keep you in its employ,” Zack explained. His eyes were brown, like the color of shit, which is exactly what was coming out of him mouth at that moment.
Zoey’s temper started to rise, and she dug her fingernails into her professional looking knee length skirt. Nothing good would come of her losing her temper, and she knew that. She just needed to keep her cool.
“That’s not true Zack,” she said, hoping her voice was steadier than it sounded in her ears. “You know that I was Employee of the Month just four weeks ago, and my last performance report read in the positives. Don’t lie to me. Are you firing me because we’re no longer together?” Her pink tongue darted between her plump pale pink lips and her eyes, the color of the Caribbean Ocean, drilled right into Zack. She was daring him to tell the truth, because if he said yes, she could sue his ass off and never have to work again if she didn’t want to.
Zack’s nervousness seemed to disappear instantly, and was replaced with anger. He knew a trap when he saw one, and that’s exactly what Zoey was trying to do, he was sure of it. Aggravated, he shot out of his chair and towered over Zoey.
“Look, you little bitch,” he snarled. “I won’t have you trying to peg a sexual harassment charge on me or whatever it is women do when they don’t get what they want, but you’re gone, got it? And don’t you dare list us a reference, unless you want to destroyed.”
Zoey’s jaw dropped as she heard the words, not believing her ears. “You can’t be serious! This is the only job I’ve had since I graduated college two and a half years ago. I need a reference from you or I’ll never get another job in the field!”
Zack shrugged his big shoulders and melted back into his chair. “That’s not our problem anymore, Zoey. Nothing about you is our problem anymore. You have ten minutes to clean out your desk or the security guards will be up to escort you out.”
The shock of Zack’s coldness was like a harsh slap to Zoey’s face. It stung her heart to hear someone who told he loved her just four days ago suddenly be so mean and cruel. From his behavior she couldn’t have guessed that he was going to break up with her. He’d been a little distant, sure, but she had just thought it was because of stress at work. Now not only was she struggling to find a new place to live, but she had to find a new job.
She didn’t need any more of Zack’s threats to make her all but run out of his office; her broken heart was reason enough. At her desk she left everything but her purse, not caring about cleaning it up or n
ot. She needed to get out of there as soon as possible so that none of them could see her cry. If they did, she could never forgive herself for her weakness.
~
Frank looked up from his magazine as he heard the doors to the apartment building open, and he immediately felt awkward. It was Miss Zoey, the nice woman who had been living on the fifth floor with Mr. Smith up until a few days ago. What she didn’t know was that not only did Mr. Smith change the lock that morning, but he had brought down all of her stuff to him in the lobby to give to her. The closer she got, the more emotion he could see in her face. She’d been crying, and that only made him feel more horrible.
“Good afternoon, Miss Zoey,” Frank greeted her, coming around from his desk.
“Hi Frank,” she said softly, stopping to talk to him like she always did. She was a nice girl like that.
“I’m afraid that I can’t let you upstairs, Miss Zoey. Mr. Smith has rescinded your invitation to the building, and your belongings are here with me at the desk.”
The old man saw fresh tears form in the small woman’s ocean blue eyes and his heart ached for her. She didn’t deserve the heartbreak she was going through, and he would bet that the reason she was leaving was of no fault to her, but of Mr. Smith. Most people, including Miss Zoey, saw Mr. Smith as a kind, friendly man who handled his upper class upbringing well. But what most people didn’t know, was that he also had a mean side, a dark one. He was ill tempered when it came to people below his class, like Frank, or Vanessa, the cleaning lady. He was a snake in disguise, and he had just poisoned Miss Zoey.
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