by Peyton Banks
“Yeah, I remember,” Anita grins and arches a brow inquiringly.
“Well, I thought he liked me— I mean a lot. We even went out on a couple of dates. I was devastated when he said he loved being my friend and could I set him up with my roommate, Evect.”
“Terrance was a jerk to string you along just to get close to your roommate. Why didn’t he just talk to her himself instead of getting you in the middle?” Anita gives me a disgruntled look.
“Because she had a boyfriend that went to a different University. Evect was committed to her boyfriend. They had been dating since she was sixteen. Terrance wanted me to sway her into giving him a chance.”
“God damn fucking piece of shit!” Anita says angrily.
“My thoughts exactly. Then came my most recent breakup with Stanley. I thought he really loved me. Damn, Anita, I’m thirty-two years old, and I’m still reading men wrong. Look how he dumped me for someone younger and—”
“Don’t you even say it, Kass. Stanley is another piece of shit that you need to forget. Just think of him as another bump in the road and move the hell on.
“You’re right about that. Anyway, the more that I think about it Stanley and I weren’t even compatible. I think I even liked him more than I loved him.”
A sly grin forms on Anita’s face. “Have fun with your two bosses. Subtly flirt and see who takes the bait. What’s living without taking chances?”
I let out a chuckle; I’ve always liked Anita’s way of thinking, but I’m not a flirter like she is. It comes naturally to her. I’ve taken going into relationships seriously. I want to be married one day soon. Maybe have a couple of kids. But that’s not going to happen until the right man comes along that wants the same things as I do. I have to get over this crush, or whatever it is I feel for my bosses. Dirk and Nikolai are ruthless a businessmen. They may be younger than me, but they are dynamic in the business world and are respected by the masses.
“Do you want another drink?” I ask Anita.
“Sure,” she replies, and I signal to the waiter to place a refill on our drinks.
“Stop stressing girl,” she tells me.
“I am not stressing,” I answer without looking at her.
“Liar! I know stressing. You’ve gone all quiet; I can hear the thoughts mulling around in that head of yours.” Anita gives me a big smile and taps the side of her head. The waitress comes back and places fresh drinks on the table. I will need to leave her a good tip.
“Okay, maybe I am stressing a little, but I will be alright. I just need to chill and keep things in perspective.”
“And that is,” Anita prompts me to finish my sentence.
“I just need to go to work, do my job, get paid and go home. Simple as that.”
“Get real, Kass! You know as well as I do that life is not simple. It’s made of various complexities to rain on our parade.”
I glance at Anita from the corner of my eye. I take a long sip from my drink before speaking, “But I crave simplicity in my life.”
Anita shrugs her thin shoulders. “Well my friend, we don’t always get what we wish for,” she replies smoothly.
“I know that only too well.” I sigh and finish my meal.
“Kass. you know I want the best for you, right?”
“Girl I already know that. I want the best for you too,” I smile.
Anita and I finish our meals and part ways in the parking lot with the promise of being in touch soon.
As I drive home, I think about how even after three weeks into my new job, I still feel disheartened and confused regardless of the talk I had with Anita, I’ve come to the decision that this is a problem I must work through in one way or another myself. Being practical is the way to go.
11
Kassidy
I’m so glad to be home, although, having dinner with my friend was mostly pleasant. I silently think about the night as I turn on the shower and adjust the temperature. The warm water invigorates me immediately as the shower head that hangs above sprays water onto my body, helping my muscles relax. I hope to have someone to come home to— to share my life with. I’ve never been a promiscuous person. I’ve only ever been with two men sexually. One during my college years and sadly to say Stanley had been my last. Wetness brims in my eyes and spills down my cheeks. I pinch my lips together trying to stop the onslaught of emotions running through me. It must be the drinks I had earlier tonight that’s making these vulnerabilities rise within me.
I sniff as I try not to cry and reach for the body gel to pour onto a washcloth.
I run the soap over my entire body; the action soothing to my skin. I run the washcloth over my breast and suck in my breath when my nipple pebbles. I close my eyes, and my two bosses emerge in my thoughts. The soap caressing my flesh like gentle kisses, and my pussy throbs with need. It’s been so long since a man made love to me. An overwhelming demand infuses me with desire. Me touching myself like I always do isn’t enough anymore. I crave to be loved by two men.
I feel ashamed to admit that fact even to myself. More tears escaped my eyes from the frustration of it all. I hurry and finish my shower, dry off, and moisturize my skin before sliding into bed.
The images of my dream immediately run through my head. I imagine both Dirk and Nikolai in my bed having their way with me. I allow my hands to roam down my stomach before moving down to my splayed thighs. One finger touches and circles my slick clitoris while another finger delves deep inside my wet core, wishing it was a cock. I bite my lip to hold back a moan and writhe my hips up, down and around on the bed.
My breathing becomes quick, and my moans emerge in gasps. I rub my nub faster and faster. I allow one hand to squeeze my breast and pinch my nipple. My hips continue to move up and down. My chest aches from me craving the touch of Nikolai and Dirk. I want and need more than my damn fingers.
I reach over in my bedside drawer and grab my vibrating dildo. The head of the dildo is bulbous smooth and round at the end. A perfect replacement since I don’t have the real thing.
I throw my legs in the air and shove the phallus inside my throbbing core. A moan escapes my lips as I feel my insides cling to the dildo and pulse around it. I slide the dildo in and out of my wetness and move my hips to a rhythm.
“Oh my God Nikolai! Fuck me, Dirk!” I cry out, feeling the intensity of an orgasm growing inside my wet heat.
My hips keep pumping as I push the dildo inside me repeatedly. Pleasure electrocutes my body from head to toe as I cum with a loud scream.
Electrical shocks hold me suspended with intense desire for a minute before it releases me from its grasp. I pant trying to get my breathing under control. I pull the dildo out before laying it on the bedside table. I’ll clean it in the morning— I thought before rolling over and falling into a satisfied sleep.
12
Kassidy
My friends Octavia Smith, Anita Holley, and Leelayna Hinton, sit at a table in the Inferno Lounge. As usual, Anita is the life of the bunch. We have three shots of tequila each sitting in front of us. The club is dim with flashing lights of blue and red but the atmosphere completely shields me from the reality of having to think of getting dumped by a loser like Stanley.
“Let’s drink to Kassidy’s new found freedom. I always knew that Stanley was a rotten lowdown womanizer bastard anyway. Trust me on this Kassidy, he didn’t deserve a good faithful woman like you.”
“I agree,” our friend Anita joins in. “Stanley is a pompous ass with a stick up his butt. You can do better sweetheart,” she gives me a look of sympathy.
“I’ll drink to that,” I plaster on a smile and pick up a shot glass. I bring the glass to my lips and throw back its contents in one gulp.
“Shit! That’s some good stuff,” Octavia says. She’s the flirtiest of my three friends. She never dates just one man because she says when one acts a fool there is always another one on hand. Hell, maybe she’s right. Some men can be such dirty dogs. Stanley just happens to be leading
the pack.
“I feel for you, Kass,” Octavia chimes in. “You remember that I went through a bad breakup with Donnie last year. He was sleeping around with multiple women. I was so stressed... That’s when I lost our baby,” Octavia says.
“Humph, Donnie was, and still is, a complete ass. He was an even bigger cheater than Stanley,” Anita responds. “I’m sorry you had a miscarriage, Octavia but maybe it was for the best. You would have had to be tied to Donnie for at least the next eighteen years. Now you’re free of his lies and cheating ways.”
“Yes, I agree,” Octavia coincides. Anita bobs her head to the music and takes a sip of her drink. “You two need new men in your lives ASAP.” She adjusts her low cut clingy dress over her boobs.
I remain silent, but I reach over and give Anita’s hand a comforting squeeze. I don’t let on but I have no plans to date anytime soon.
Anita eyes meets mine and she gives me a slight smile. I can tell the lingering effect of her pain still affects her deeply. I wonder when will my own heart stop hurting. It’s been three weeks since my ex fiancé trampled all over my heart.
“Hey, I have an idea,” Octavia claims, snagging my attention.
“What is your brilliant idea?” I tease her.
“Lets dance!” She says and hops up from the table.
“Great idea!” Leelayna chimes in. My friends seem to be on one accord except me. I look out at the crowded dance floor and watch the gyrating bodies move to the constant beat of the music. The couples are flowing in nimble arcs, bodies in continuous rhythmic motion, to the loud beat of the music.
“You all go ahead. I’ll join you later. I’m going to the bar to get me another drink,” I tell them.
“Okay, but hurry,” Anita adds before they take off towards the dance floor. I stand and head towards the bar.
I had just made it to the bar and trying to get the busy bartender’s attention when I hear a baritone voice beside me speak. My head whips around and I crane my neck to look up into the man’s face.
“Hello beautiful,” a voice that remind me of Dirk says over the chatter and loud music going on around us. He leans over closer to me to be heard and the aroma of his smell makes me want to swoon. I grab the edge of the bar to help me remain on my feet.
I turn and look up at one of my gorgeous bosses. My mind silently screams, I must be dreaming. I gulp in awe. Is Dirk Hawking’s really here looking at me as if he could gobble me up?
My attention focuses on his eyes then trails down to his broad shoulders. A deep growling sound eases from his mouth. My eyes widen and I peer up into his gorgeous face. Shivers travel all over my body. Suddenly I feel a bump from my other side. I jerk my head around and Nikolai is standing beside me.
“Ahem,” I try to swallow the sudden lump in my throat. I'm wedged between two gorgeous giants at the bar. Things like this never ever happens to me. I can feel a trickle of sweat ease between the valley of my breast area.
“Hello beautiful, what are you doing here? I’m happy to see you here though,” Nikolai says giving me an expectant look.
“Umm—,” I pause for a moment because I can't seem to gather my thoughts. I nibble on my bottom lip, and this time I hear a growl escape Nikolai's lips. “I'm here with some friends,” I sputter out fast. I inhale and a spicy, exotic scent unlike any I've smelled before assaults my nostrils from Nikolai.”
“Cool. I hope you can ditch them for a while and spend some time with Dirk and me. Now what about letting me and Dirk buy you a couple of drinks.” His succulent lips curves into a sexy smile.
“Oh okay,” my voice squeaks out on a high note. My cheeks flush but I'm glad my dark brown color and the dim lightening surrounding us hides the flush that spreads across my cheeks.
“What will you have, lovely lady?” Nikolai asks.
“I was drinking tequila, so I’ll stick with that,” I glance over my shoulder, and I am met with the stare of all my friends. Anita is giving me a thumbs up, and the others are smiling and giving me the look of encouragement.
Nikolai gets the bartender's attention and orders tequila shots for the three of us. My focus is on my crazy friends and their antics.
“Here you go sweetheart,” Dirk’s deep voice causes me to focus on him once again. I turn around just as the bartender sets a shot of tequila on the bar area.
“Thanks for the drink bosses, but I need to get back to my friends. I was supposed to place our drink orders.”
“No problem. What are your friends having?” asks Nikolai.
“The same as me. Tequila shots, I reply.
“Hey Bartender, give our girl Kassidy and her friends anything they ask for. Put it on my tab,” he directs.
“No, you don’t have—,”
“Hey, come and dance with me,” Dirk directs. He doesn’t wait for me to answer. Dirk just takes my hand in his and pulls me out towards the dance floor. I become warm all over when he takes me into his arms, moving seductively. My eyes shut as his heady aroma fills my nostrils, and we sway to the seductive music piping from the surround sound speakers in the ceiling.
My eyes pop open when I fill another warm body pressing up against my backside.
“Wait, wha—,” I start to say, but Nikolai bends down near my ear with his mouth. His breath smells like mint mixed with tequila.
“Don’t be afraid. Dirk and I got you,” he tells me pressing up closer against me. I suddenly feel faint. Being sandwiched between all this testosterone is . One slow song spins into the next. The dance floor is already crammed with couples. The music is sensually soft, and I’m melting like hot caramel between these two tall, muscular bodies.
This is crazy! How can this be happening with my two employers?
I try to crane my neck to look up into Dirk’s face, but my eyes meet only the open neckline of his chest. Oh God! I almost blurt out when I feel twin erections pressing into my flesh. One hard as steel shaft is pushed into my belly and the other is lodged at the split of my ass. The tension in my body temperature is rising along with my arousal. I can’t believe I’m dancing with two men like this. This has never ever happened to me in all of my thirty-two years on this earth. I must be in paradise.
Nikolai leans down, pressing his body even tighter against my back.
“Babe,” Nikolai murmurs against my ear, you need to relax and go with the flow.”
I gasp. My breathing becomes ragged.
“Yeah, sweetheart. Relax and enjoy. There’s so much that Nikolai and I want to do to you,” Dirk leans in near my other ear and speaks. Then his tongue plunges inside and begins to swirl. My mouth opens, and soft moans slip past my lips. My thong instantly becomes saturated with my juices. Nikolai takes that moment to slide a hand down my back to the curve of my ass and squeezes.
“Fuck,” Nikolai growls like a feral animal. “You have a lot of ass, and I love every inch of it.”
“Oh,” my moan is prolonged into a satisfying sigh.
“Do you feel what you do to us, Kassidy? Do you know how long we’ve been searching for the woman that we can share?” Dirk brushes his lips against my cheek. I shiver and become lost in a whirlwind of wanting.
“Babe, I’m so fucking hard right now. You are fucking beautiful,” he adds. “I can even smell your arousal,” Dirk sniffs the air.
“She smells like peaches and cream, doesn’t she?” Nikolai growls.
“Shit! We need to get the fuck out of here before we have our way with her on the dance floor.” Nikolai and Dirk talk back and forth over my head. I feel as if I’m caught up in an alternate universe.
I open my mouth to speak and try to gather enough strength to push against Dirk’s chest but I’m too overwhelmed with lust I try to gain my composure.
“I must have a taste,” I’m suddenly turned around, and now I’m facing Nikolai. His mouth slams down on mine, I can’t help but release another gasp. Nikolai takes this opportunity to plunge his minty tongue into my mouth. Our mouths mesh together and instant warmth spre
ad through my veins. Nikolai grunts in the back of his throat. The growly grunt he makes sounds so damn sexy. Dirk is gripping my waistline in a possessive grip.
“Damn it. I ache to be deep inside you, Kass. I want to fuck your pussy until you cream all over my cock. Then I want to taste your sweetness,” Dirk grunts out near my ear. My head is spinning, my body is getting ready to detonate. Nikolai fucks my mouth continuously with his tongue. I can feel Dirk’s shaft pulsing with a thump— thump against my butt.
“Hmm, I can’t wait for Dirk and me to have our way with you once we get you home,” Nikolai grumbles. Just when I didn’t think I could get any wetter, I have to squeeze my thighs together to keep moisture from escaping my underwear.
“I think we can use a little more privacy,” Dirk suggests. The music switches to an up tempo beat.
“You’re reading my mind,” Nikolai agrees. I feel adrift when their bodies ease away from me. Then instantly I become settled again when Nikolai places his hand at the small of my back and Dirk grasps my right hand. They direct me to a dim vacant room that’s up a flight of stairs in the Lounge.
“Wait, where are we going?”
“Don’t worry, Nikolai and I are silent partners in Inferno. We just want to be alone with you for a bit without the crowd. Don’t be afraid, I promise we won’t hurt you.”
“Do you trust us?” Dirk cut in. I’m pressed between the two of them before I can formulate a reply.
“I— I,”
“You are sweet torture; do you know that?” Nikolai asks, bending to nuzzle my neck.
I’m melting like sweet buttercream, but unbeknownst to them, they are sweet torture to me as well. I have to shake myself out of this drunken sexual haze that’s tempting me to be all kinds of wrong. The temptation is a mother fucker, I think to myself.
“Um, Nikolai and Dirk, you’re both too gorgeous, and sexy for your own good.” I say. They/You smell divine I add silently. “But you’re both my employers. I’m your employee. We can’t be doing this. I’ve never been a promiscuous woman in my life.”
