Double the Pleasure

by Candace Mullen

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  Double the Pleasure

  Billionaire Threesome MFM Romance

  Author: Candace Mullen

  © Copyright 2018 by Candace Mullen. All rights reserved.

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  This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely coincidental.

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  Table of Contents

  Title and Copyright Page

  Double the Pleasure

  Description

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Double the Pleasure

  Description

  Standing in for her boss, Stella Crest attends the board meeting of Tubman Petroleum with the billionaire owners of the company. She is a big woman who hasn’t had very much luck with men and therefore is taken aback when she discovers that the young guys that own the company actually have a crush on her. They start seducing her and she is unable to say no despite knowing that it will be breaking the rules having a relationship with the bosses.

  It is impossible for Anthony and Phil to resist the big beautiful woman that walks into their lives from the New York office. Each one has plans for her, but they end up sharing her in a night of passion.

  Chapter 1

  Stella Crest

  “You're going to L.A. to represent the company at the annual board meeting and so I would like you to come to my office for a briefing,” Henry Hart said to her over the phone as she sat in her office feeling overwhelmed.

  “What?” Stella Crest couldn’t believe that she was the one being picked to represent the New York branch of the shipping firm at the annual board meeting.

  “Yes, we don’t have anyone else that is suitable enough to represent the company there,” her boss said into the phone. “I'm sorry it’s on such short notice. I'll see you in my office in ten minutes.”

  He hung up the call before she could respond. Stella's heart was beating wildly. She knew that this was probably the chance she had been waiting for all her life and the opportunity to prove herself to her directors so that she could get a promotion. She, however, hadn’t expected it to come in this manner. How was she going to handle standing in front of all the owners of the company? She once heard that they were arrogant and did not tolerate nonsense. Stella didn’t even know what she was going to wear to the meeting. She picked up her bulky body, grabbed a tablet from her desk, and hurried out of her office, heading to her manager’s office. Henry checked her out over the rim of his glasses as she knocked onhis door and entered her office.

  “Stella, I'm really sorry to have to ambush you like this, but the recent changes in the branch mean that there is nobody else that knows the operations inside out apart from you and me,” he said to her, standing up as she walked toward his desk, pulling the bottom hemline of her skirt lower toward her knees when she noticed the way that he was looking at her. “And since I'll be out on some other assignment, you're gonna have to represent New York.”

  “I'm not really sure I'm the best person to handle this,” her voice was trembling as she sat down in the seat in front of his desk. “Why can't we swap roles? All this is making me pretty nervous and especially after the way that they humiliated you a couple of months ago during a similar meeting.”

  “They are all a bunch of pricks, but I'm pretty sure that you can handle it well,” Henry seemed a little embarrassed, turning to look away from Stella.

  “I'm guessing that your mind is made up and there is no convincing you otherwise,” she felt a little pissed that she had to carry his load because he was scared of facing the directors.

  “I'll give you a sweet deal. How about I give you an allowance and a couple of extra days to spend in L.A.? I'm pretty sure that you could use a short vacation out there,” he seemed to brighten up and Stella guessed that it was because she had been asking him for a couple of days of but he never gave them to her.

  “We have a deal, sir,” she said, standing up and reaching out her hand to greet him in a gentleman’s agreement.

  Her heels clicked over the floor as she made her way out of the office, stopping by her office for a moment to switch off her computer and grab her handbag. As she made her way to the elevator, thirty-year-old Stella thought about her life. She had joined Tubman Petroleum soon after she had finished college almost ten years ago, starting off as a junior assistant in one of the offices. She had worked her way into procurement and accounts and knew how every department of the New York branch worked. Stella was dedicated to her job and even barely had time for herself.

  Being one of those big-bodied women from when she was in school, Stella wasn’t the favorite with men and neither did she make an effort to attract them. The boys at school had humiliated her about her weight and she had vowed to steer clear of dating men. After all, men preferred those skinny model-like women that graced the covers of style and fashion magazines.

  “I think that you're a very sexy woman if you give it a go. Look at that figure, who wouldn’t die for one like that?” her best friend Sheryl, always said to her.

  “Sheryl, if you had my body, you would understand the sort of things that I go through,” she always replied. “I wish I had your sort of body, you know!”

  Sheryl was one of those women with an hourglass figure. Not only was she her best friend, but they worked together in the same company although Sheryl was a junior office assistant. They had a lot in common aside from their bodies, of course. That is probably the reason why they were best friends. Every Friday after work, they would go to the movies after which they would go out for a drink. Today being a Friday, Stella knew that Sheryl was waiting for her to pick her up so that they could begin their weekend.

  The elevator finally came to a stop on the ground floor and she hurried off to Sheryl's office.

  “You're early today,” Sheryl brushed a blonde lock from her forehead as she looked up at Stella.

  “You'll never guess what is happening to me,” Stella said to her friend as she hugged her and sat on the seat by her desk.

  “What is it? Don’t tell me that Henry finally gave you that ‘off’ 'you’ve been chasing,” Sheryl replied.

  “Yeah, but with one condition,” Stella leaned forward on her elbows. “I'm going to represent New York at the board meeting tomorrow morning.”

  “Wow, Stella, I think that is a good thing. How comes Henry isn’t going?” Sheryl brightened up.

  “That’s just the thing. I think the directors of the company are some old geezers. Last time they really stressed him out over non-issues and this time he wants me to take the brunt.”

  “That must really suck, huh! I think that you should make the best of it, though,” Sheryl was optimistic. “You never know what could lie ahead for you.”

  “I guess you're right, but the butterflies in my stomach are killing me,” Stella replied, hoping that she would be feeling better during the meeting the following day.

  “Relax, girlfriend, you're the one who has always told me to breathe slowly and relax,” Sheryl said, ge
tting up and walking around her desk to hug her best friend.

  Chapter 2

  Anthony Burns

  “I have rescheduled the meeting for this evening, as you had requested, Mr. Burns,” Diane, his assistant said into the phone.

  “Thank you, Diane. Make sure to let Phil know so that he doesn’t have to come too early. Make sure that the jet is ready to pick him from Chicago,” Anthony said as he hung up the call and concentrated on his computer monitor.

  He was proud of his achievements so far. Today was going to be the first meeting that he was chairing as the chairman of the group. His father had handed him the reins of Tubman Petroleum, just the same way that his best friend, Phil Bosnan, had taken over from his own dad. At only thirty-five, both men were probably some of the richest men at that age, controlling a company that was on the Forbes 500. Anthony had been grooming himself for the takeover and now he intended to make quite some changes now that the old guard was out, having been replaced by young blood.

  He felt that he had it all. He was a billionaire that could buy anything that he wanted. Ladies were always begging him to marry them, but he felt like he just wasn’t ready to get tied up in an everlasting relationship. At least Phil was in a stable relationship with his college girlfriend, although Anthony suspected that he too was scared of taking the huge step into marriage. His phone went off, diverting his attention from his computer once again.

  “What is it this time, Diane?” he said as he picked up the handset.

  “Well, sir, there is a lady here from the New York office. She flew in early this morning for the meeting,” his assistant said.

  “Lady? What happened to Hart?” Anthony said into the phone. “Isn’t he the one who heads the New York office?”

  “I thought so too, but it looks like he isn’t coming this time around. There is a fat woman outside my office,” Diane said to him in a hushed voice.

  “Great, just what we needed,” he pictured a fat ugly old woman who was probably looking forward to meeting him. Anyway, it didn’t really matter how she looked as long as she got her work done right. “Anyway, what about her?”

  “I think that we should book her into a hotel for tonight since the meeting was postponed and might end pretty late,” Diane said to him.

  “Yes, go ahead and book her into the hotel where we will hold the meeting this evening, all expenses paid,” he said to Diane.

  “Perfect, let me see if there is a chauffeur that can drop her off there—”

  “No, you know what, since I'm headed in that direction, I don’t think it would be a bother if we dropped her off,” he said, turning off his computer and getting up. “Let me know if anything urgent comes up.”

  He hung up and walked to the private elevator that led down to the ground floor where his limo would be waiting for him. He wanted to go to the gym for at least an hour before heading for the board meeting. Going to the gym always made him feel better, and he also loved what it did to his body. He went through a private corridor and out the main door, where the limo was waiting for him. the chauffeur opened the door for him and he got in, immediately unlocking his tablet and starting to read through some documents.

  “We are waiting for a lady who we are to drop off somewhere,” he said without looking up as he heard the chauffeur entering the front cabin.

  “That should be her coming with Diane,” the chauffeur said, getting out of the car to open the door.

  Anthony didn’t bother to look at the woman, concentrating on what he was reading, until he heard the door opening.

  “Mr. Burns, this is Stella Crest from the New York office,” Diane said as she peeked into the limo, prompting Anthony to look out.

  He had to take a second look. The woman who Diane had actually called fat wasn’t fat at all. As a matter of fact, she was one of those big women who rocked very shapely bodies. She also wasn’t old like he had thought, probably somewhere in her late twenties to early thirties. She was a brunette with blue eyes, and although she had minimal makeup, she was one of the hottest women that he had ever seen. His eyes immediately scanned her fingers and he was sort of relieved when he didn’t see any rings there. That meant that she was single and ready to mingle.

  “Good afternoon, sir,” the woman peered into the car nervously as if she was expecting someone else. “It’s a pleasure to meet you and I'd like to thank you in advance for giving me a ride to the hotel.”

  “Come on in, we should get going. I have to get to the gym on time,” he said to her as he shook her hand and scooted over to the far side of the seat.

  She was wearing a skirt that came down halfway her thighs and Anthony found that he couldn’t get his eyes the sexiest pair of tanned thighs that he had ever seen. They were slightly tanned and he didn’t even want to imagine what they looked like further up her thighs in the part hidden by the skirt. The car shifted due to her weight as she sat next to him, the chauffeur closing the door behind her.

  “So, how is the New York City office and where is Hart?” he tried to concentrate on serious matters, forcing his mind away from her alluring beauty.

  “We are actually doing very well. Mr. Hart couldn’t make it due to unavoidable circumstances. That is the reason why he sent me to represent him,” she said to him.

  “According to statistics, your office has been doing very well,” he said to her, turning to look at her as his eyes hovered over her cleavage, showing off through the V-shaped top she was wearing.

  “Thank you, sir. I think we have a very dedicated team there,” she still looked nervous and couldn’t stop fidgeting her fingers as the car moved through the traffic.

  “That is good to know,” he looked out at the streets. “How long are you in Los Angeles?”

  She shifted around on the seat. “I was hoping to catch some sun. I haven’t taken a vacation in three years and so Mr. Hart said that I could take a couple of days off,” she said nervously, pouting her lips in a sexy way.

  “I think that it is a brilliant idea to spend your days here. Have you ever been to LA before?” he said to her as she shook her head. “Well, there are many things for you to enjoy here. Maybe we could make arrangements to show you around.”

  “Do you really mean that? I mean, I can find my way around on my own,” there was an infectious excitement in her voice that seemed to lift his spirit.

  “Hey, don’t worry about that,” he laughed. “As a matter of fact, I think that I can personally show you around.”

  Chapter 3

  Stella Crest

  She felt as if she couldn’t breathe. Things had turned out so differently and she wondered how Henry had not gotten along with the directors at the last meeting. According to the stories that she’d heard back in New York, the directors of the company were old guys, probably in their 60’s, but the guy she had met was one of the hottest young guys she had ever met. Anthony was everything that a woman dreamed of. He was a billionaire by all standards, handsome, and had an athletic body to die for. She had also noted the way that he kept looking at her, sort of as if he was undressing her with his eyes. Stella had never felt as aroused as she felt right now, she felt as if it was making her dizzy.

  “What are you gonna do at the hotel right now?” he asked her, still scanning her in that annoyingly sexy way that made her want to melt within.

  “Probably take a bath and then relax as I wait for the meeting to kick off,” she said.

  “Sorry, but we had to postpone the meeting from this afternoon to later in the evening. I had some issues to take care of,” he said to her.

  “Hey, that’s okay. You don’t have to explain anything to me,” she replied a little too quickly as she checked him out through the corners of her eyes.

  His dark hair was cut short, almost like a military cut. His eyes were dark, matching the complexion of the hair and the suit he wore. Beneath the suit, she could see a fine pair of abs lined under the tight fitting shirt. He wore an expensive masculine cologne that Stella g
uessed was a designer. He suddenly reached for something in the side of the limo only for her to realize that it was a fridge as he pulled out a bottle of champagne and two glasses. She felt her heart ticking faster because she knew that one of the glasses was for her.

  “Here, this should make you relax a little before the meeting,” he said as he handed her a chute and filled it with champagne. “I've realized that you're very nervous.”

  “Well, I really didn’t know what to expect when Hart sent me here,” she took a sip of the drink.

  “Don’t you worry, I know the feeling,” he said to her as he sat back to drink his champagne.

  They talked over a number of things, most of them work-related. As she continued to drink the champagne, Stella felt more at ease in his presence, and he seemed to be enjoying it. they finally got to her hotel, and although she wouldn’t have minded going around with Anthony for the rest of her life, she forced herself out of the car.

  “Well, I guess we’ll see you at the meeting tonight,” he said to her just as the chauffeur closed the door, making her response impossible.

  She waved at him as the limo sped off before she made her way to the hotel lobby to get checked in. This trip was turning out to be more interesting than she had anticipated.

  Chapter 4

  Anthony Burns

  “You won't believe it, Phil, that is the hottest woman that I've ever met,” Anthony said excitedly into the phone as he jogged on the treadmill at the gym. “You know, she is the sort of woman who just screams ‘great sex.’ Wait until you see her.”

  “Hahaha, look at you,” Phil laughed into the phone. “I think you really need some pussy because at this rate you're going to lose your mind.”

  “Well, suit yourself, but I think that I have gotten me something worthwhile, and the best part is that she will be in LA for a couple of days, just about the same time I was thinking of taking some time out,” he said excitedly into the phone.