Authors: Jessa Hawke
Chapter 3 My Think on the Spot Trick
One morning I was delivering the mail and I purposely saved Matthew’s for last, to see if I could catch him alone in his office. When I got to his office he wasn’t there, so I placed the mail on his desk. It was a huge antique desk that dominated the room, beautifully stained wood that must have many a tale to tell. There were two drawer sections on either side and in the middle a cavernous gap, easily large enough to fit a person in comfortably. I could hear Matthew’s voice approaching and a wicked thought came to mind. Quickly, I dipped down and hid in the recess of the desk. Matthew entered the office, talking on his cell, and sat at the desk. I remained calm and still as I knelt there. He was sat slightly back from the edge of the desk with his legs splayed as he talked on the phone, and completely oblivious to the fact that I was underneath his desk and almost between his legs.
Why I had hid under here, what was I thinking? He might be an old boyfriend but I could get sacked for this. I was beginning to think this was a very bad idea and that was compounded even further when he slid his chair closer to the desk, almost touching me with his legs. Fortunately, it was a wide recess and his legs were open wide, but the chair had pushed me as far back as I could go, and his legs were either side of me with my face was only inches from his crotch.
I had a strange feeling rush over me, one that I hadn't felt in a long time and I realised with some surprise that it was lust. Here I was trapped under a desk, possible sacked if discovered but all that was running through my mind was how close my face was to this mans crotch. He pants were pressed quite tight from the sitting position and I could quite clear see the outline of his cock. I felt a little tremor between my legs which rippled through all the erogenous zones in my body.
He was still talking on his cellphone, so I stayed quiet, not wanting to interrupt his call, it was probably business. Chatting away, as he sat at his desk, I remained calm and still, but I didn't feel very calm. With shaky hands I reached out and lightly stroked that bulge that was right in front of my nose.
“I cannot sanctify the loan, Mister Quinzi, it’s a simple…” he stuttered and looked down at my upturned face, shocked, yet making no attempt to stop me.
Matthew’s voice droned on with his customer, and I, feeling bolder, rub at the lump under my hand, which has grown considerably bigger.
Empowered by my boldness, I unfasten his belt and the button at the waist band, all the time Matthew is staring down at me while talking to the customer on the phone. His face seems impassive, but I see a glint of mischief in his eyes, as if daring me to continue.
Well, girl,
I think to myself,
you've come this far
. I find the zipper and slowly start to pull it down, until his flies are completely open, and I push it open to uncover his boxers. That’s not what catches my attention, the front of the dark red boxers are pushed out, as his enormous erection is straining against the fabric.
I lean my face forward slightly and touch my nose on the bulge, and breath in deeply, hmm, male smell, no false fragrance here. The real smell a man, musky and masculine, but still clean. I breath deeply, taking in his odor, my body shudders with pleasure.
I have a real deep urge now to see his manhood in the flesh, to touch it and stroke it. So, I reach under the elastic of his boxers and pull them down, releasing his erection. Once free, it springs out and slaps against my forehead and I give a little naughty giggle, leaving it there, lying on my bare skin, just above my nose. His scrotum, hairy and pendulous, is almost touching my lips. His muskiness is even more powerful now, and I breath in deeply to draw in all his masculine scent.
Unable to contain myself any longer, I move my head forward slightly and start to kiss between his legs. My lips gently caress against his hairy scrotum, occasionally I flick my tongue out and run it across his flesh. As I look up at him to search for a reaction, I see his face is completely impassive, he’s in total control of his emotions. I’m beginning to see that as a bit of a challenge and I wonder how far I have to go to get some reaction from him
“Mister Quinzi, I will not change my mind…”
There was a definite quiver in his voice then, but I’m impressed at how he still manages to hold a normal conversation with this Quinzi guy, while I nuzzle into his crotch. His voice goes quiet, strange I never noticed him saying goodbye to his caller. He looks down at me and I brazenly stare back at him.
“If I didn’t know you better, young lady, I’d think you were after a promotion?” he says, smiling at me before moving my head away from his crotch.
I was a little disappointed that my game had come to an end. My whole body was a quiver with sexual tension and I could feel the warmth between my legs. I believe that if he had let me, I would have been happy to blow him, right under his desk, right there and then. Like I said,
I think on the spot
.
“Come on,” he says, while zipping his flies back up. “I need to talk to you.”
I wiggle from my knees and out of the confined space, straightening my skirt in the process. As he looks at me, I hand him his post.
“I came in to give you your mail,” I say, with a smile.
“Look, this is not best done at work, so let’s meet up,”
“I would love that. You’re not going to report me are you?” I ask, playfully.
“Of course not” he replies, smiling, but with a serious look on his face.
We agree a time and place for our date. I think that he must just be grouchy because we could have got caught. Next time, I’ll choose a better place, maybe I’ll suggest a stock cupboard.
Chapter 4 Tequila Sunrise
I arrive at a local bar, one where lots of students from the university hang out, but that’s okay because it means it’s not expensive. Though I’m surprised at Matthew’s choice of venue, I’d have thought him to be a little more upmarket.
I’m a bit relieved when I spot him sat at a table as I didn’t fancy sitting in a bar on my own. He would probably have thought of this, he knows me well. Then I see that he’s not alone, there’s another guy sat with him. Maybe it’s just someone he’s bumped into, I’m sure we can move on to another bar so we can be alone.
He seems to have spotted me because he stands up to greet me with a lovely smile on his face and an open arm embrace.
“Leah, what you drinking these days?” he asks.
“Well, seeing as we’re in a Cocktail Bar, I’ll have one of them. I want one with all the trimmings, what would you recommend?” I say to him.
I have to say, I’m really keen on making this date work, seeing Matthew out of his shirt and tie, he’s even sexier. He has on a great hat, like a wider brimmed trilby and it suits him, especially with his dark glasses. His grey t-shirt fits snugly to his firm abs, showing his hairy but well muscled arms. I’d forgotten how long his legs were, it’s hard to tell when a man’s in a suit everyday. But, his black jeans really show off his slender, long legs and tight ass. Rounding off with his pointed toe boots, he looks really hot, and eatable.
“I would recommend the Tequila Sunrise,” the guy sat with him suggests as he raises a glass of that exact same drink.
Smiling back at him, I agree that I would love to try it and, in fact, the guy sat with him is the one to go to the bar.
“That’s good of him,” I say to Matthew, “he doesn’t even know me and he’s buying me a drink.”
“Actually, Leah, he does know you,” Matthew says, holding my hand.
“Oh, is he a student, I worked in the shop for years and loads of people knew me there?” I laugh.
“No, he knows you because I’ve told him about you,” Matthew was talking about to me to his mates, wow, I’m in with a chance of a renewed relationship then.
The guy arrives back with drinks for all, on a tray. He’s not bad looking actually, but there’s something not quite right about him, and I can’t put my finger on it.
“Leah, this is Nico,” Matthew introduces us. “He’s joining us for the evening because he’s my partner.”
“Oh, your also in to Real Estate, I think everybody is at the moment, it seems fashionable,” I blurt out, realizing he’s some sort of work colleague, though not from our place. “Are you leaving Matthew?” I ask, suddenly thinking that perhaps this guy is head hunting.
“No, Leah, not my business partner, my lover,” he says, just like that.
“Oh, I see, you mean that you don’t like me anymore?” is all I can think to say.
“Of course I like you, why wouldn’t I?”
“Because you like Nico.”
“Actually, Leah, I like you too,” Matthew tells me.
“Oh, I see, well, I don’t see, I don’t really know what you mean,” I say, a little puzzled. “Are you gay or not?” I ask, wondering if they’re just winding me up.
“Here’s the thing, Leah,” Matthew says, taking a hold of my hand. “We like group sex. We like each other and we like women too. So, I told Nico about you and we wondered if you’d like a date with us both?”
“Are you asking me out, together?” I ask, still puzzled. “I’m not too sure, to be honest, Matthew. I wouldn’t want to share you with another woman, but I haven’t ever thought about going out with two men. I’m not even sure I’d know who does what, if you know what I mean.”
“Look, we want to ask you over for dinner, and then it’s up to you,” Matthew explains. “Nico has prepared all the food, he’s a great cook, you coming?”
As it happens, I hadn’t eaten because I thought we were going to a restaurant, but why not, I like Matthew and Nico seems sweet.
“If you say yes,” Nico speaks this time, “I can make you some of those cocktails, I have all the supplies at home. You game?”
I pick up my glass to raise a toast, “I’m game,” I say, and we all clink our glasses together, laughing.
Chapter 5 Guessing Game
It turns out that Nico owns a restaurant. He has a Latin American background and I just love Latin American food. He makes us a great meal and mixes our cocktails. Luckily the alcohol helps me to relax, because I’m a little nervous at what I might be expected to do. I’ve never been that adventurous in sex. I’ve had a few steady boyfriends but nothing heavy, and really nothing over exciting or kinky. So this situation is well beyond my experience.
“I think to help Leah get to know me, and get to know you all over again, we should play a fun game,” Nico suggests, as Matthew fills the dishwasher from the open plan kitchenette. “Remember that game we used to play at university, Kings and Queens? Well, Leah, tonight you are the Queen, and we are your loyal subjects and will do whatever you command.”
“I get to boss you two about, yeah, I’m all for that,” I say, but deep down I’m too sure about this, I’m never the dominant one in my relationships, I prefer to be more submissive, but I’m prepared to give it a go.
To start with it was easy, I made Matthew kiss me deeply. We hadn't kissed yet and I was yearning to feel his lips on mine. I tried to be more adventurous and made the guys strip down to their boxers, but I’m really not very good at this. Although, I can’t help but stare at their respective bulges as their erections strain at the material of their pants. Nico’s body is firm and muscular, but not as broad and stocky as Matthews, his frame is more wiry and compact. I could tell from the protrusion in his pants that he at least matched Matthew in size, down in that department. His erection looks huge as it pushes out the front of his boxers, and I can't stop myself from imagining what it loos like. I have the power to discover, all I have to do is command them to strip and they would do so, but I chicken out and make Nico the new King, because he thought up the game. That meant he gets to make the decisions from now on, and that suits me better.
Matthew sulks a bit because I hadn’t chosen him, but we soon get going again. Nico is much bolder than I was, and in no time I’m reduced to just my bra and panties and I’m their personal slave. Not that I’m complaining, I feel totally relaxed with these two guys and I’m starting to feel aroused at what they might have in store for me.
I go into the kitchenette to get a couple of beers, as instructed by Niko, and when I return, Matthew is kissing Nico full on the lips. Although I knew they were lovers, it still comes as a shock to see them in such a passionate embrace, lips firmly pressed together, mouths wide open and tongues pushing inside of each other. I stand there, transfixed. Never having seen two men kiss before, it’s a real turn on. These two guys, seemingly so masculine, have their mouths glued together. Feel a warmth and dampness in my panties, I enjoy watching them and I even feel a bit little left out.
“Hey, guys,” I call out, “don’t be forgetting about me, I have needs too,” I say, laughing nervously.
They don’t break their embrace, but Niko holds out his hand and summons me over. I quickly join them on the couch. I jiggle to sit between them and Niko breaks away from Matthew, and kisses me. His lips already wet from his passionate coupling with Matthew, our lips slide together. I feel a quiver of excitement at the thought that his tongue has just been inside Matthews mouth. Pushing my tongue into his mouth, entwining it with his, longer and fatter tongue. It’s so large it overwhelms mine and pushes it back into my own mouth, as he takes control in the dance. He’s a fantastic kisser, and my mouth tingles with excitement as his lips press against mine.
All too soon he breaks from our kiss, but my disappointment doesn't last long, as his lips are quickly replaced by Matthew’s. We continue like that for seemingly ages, me being swapped from one man to the other, sharing hot wet kisses and occasionally watching on as they kiss each other. The sexual temperature in the room is soaring, and it’s inevitable that our strange tryst will become more adventurous. As I’m kissing Matthew I feel my bra being released and my breasts spill free, only to be instantly cupped into Niko’s firm hands. His fingers search and find my already stiff extended nipples, and he rolls them between his finger and thumb, pulling and twisting on them, stretching the little puckered buds to their limit. Jolts of painful pleasure ripple through me and I push out my breasts, encouraging him to continue.
The back of my hand brushes against Matthew’s erection, making me quiver with even more excitement. I just have to have it in my hand and I pull down the front of his boxers and grasp at the thick stiff shaft, running my hand up and down its length. It feels hot and throbbing in my hands, and I can feel the blood coursing through it.
Niko, not wanting to be left out, releases one of my nipples from his persistent tweaking, and pushes my other hand onto his own erection. I fumble about in my excitement, trying to free his cock, until eventually I have my hand on his hot flesh. It’s huge, thick and rock hard and it feels very heavy in my palm, I can't even wrap my fingers around it, it’s that thick.
I feel like I’m in sexual heaven. Niko is back manipulating my nipples, which send little jolts of electric currents, coursing though my body and tingling all my nerve endings, especially the ones between my legs. I have two huge thick and pulsating shafts of cock in my hands, and I’m furiously running my hands up and down their lengths, squeezing and tugging and brushing my thumb over the little slit on the end.
As much as I’m enjoying this, I need more. my sexual desire has reached boiling point and I need to feel one of these erections deep inside of me, and I really didn't care which one.
As if he were reading my thoughts, Matthew pulls his lips away from mine and dips his head down, suckling on one of my nipples in his mouth. Nico then joins Matthew on my other breast and as they both suckle my boobs, I reach down and hold both of their heads. They both noisily suck on my nipples. I push my breasts out into their faces, trying to get as much flesh in their mouths as possible, and they push me back down so I lay flat on the couch.
Someone’s hand is wandering into my panties and trailing over my mound, I’m not sure who and I don't really care. I wantonly spread my legs, giving them easy access to my most private of places. Fingers brush over my clitoris and then dip lower and push through the folds of my labia, and deep into my wetness. Unable to contain myself, I thrust my hips upwards, pushing back on the invading fingers and I groan out my pleasure. It feels like I’m being a naughty girl, but I don't really care. These two guys have taken me to a pinnacle of sexual desire and I’m at such a point that I would do anything they ask, willingly.
Niko relinquishes my nipple and he starts to pull off my panties. Willingly, I lift my ass off the couch, allowing him easy access. Now I’m completely naked with two guys, and I feel such a thrill of naughtiness. My legs spread wide to Niko’s appreciative gaze, not that he looks for long as he dives straight down into my pussy with his lips clamped to my labia, his tongue probing into my wet hole.
“Ohhh, shit,” I moan out load, his oral ministrations are amazing as he laps, sucks and nibbles at the folds of my pussy, then sucks my little pleasure bud into his mouth. I’m getting wetter by the moment and, combined with Matthews attention to my nips, I know I’m not going to be able to take much more. I reach down to push Niko’s head away from my pussy, but he is firmly clamps down on me and refuses to move. As if in unison, like some well oiled machine, Niko bites down hard on my clitty while Matthew bites on my breasts. That is one sensation too many and my orgasm comes flooding through me like a tidal wave, my body spasms uncontrollably with pleasure as I wrap my legs around Niko’s neck, and press my convulsing pussy into his face.
I collapse back onto the couch as my body twitches and shakes at my climax, which is slowly receding.
Niko sits up from between my legs, with a huge grin on his cum smeared face.
“Wow, you really needed that,” he says.