The Arrangement [Box Set] (25 page)

She looked down at Midge’s end of the table and again wished she could be sitting down there, even with Walter.

The waiter arrived with their main course. It was a delicious looking marbled steak but April had completely lost her appetite. Edward and James sat up slightly as he walked around the table but didn’t take their hands from her thighs. April felt extremely uncomfortable in her position. She was supposed to be looking glamorous and beautiful in this fabulous restaurant but she didn’t know how she could even pretend that with two men’s hands between her legs. It was a terrible situation and she was ashamed to be in it.

April watched Edward whisper something in Herb’s ear and she wondered what he’d said. She didn’t have to wonder for long. Herb got up from his chair and came around and pushed April’s chair in closer to the table. She was surprised at what he was doing till she felt the two men’s fingers reach the lips of her vagina and then she realized. She’d had her seat out but now she was pressed tight to the table and they could reach her vagina much more easily.

She couldn’t tell whose fingers were doing what but they’d definitely gone in past the lips deep into her cunt. It was the most humiliating feeling April had ever had. She’d been through some pretty crazy situations in the past few weeks, she’d even been forced to eat out all the other wives, but for some reason this felt a hundred times worse. It was because of the looks on James and Edward’s faces. There was something about these guys that she didn’t like and that made everything they did harder to bear. She looked down at the eight men sitting at the table and all of them but James and Edward were digging into their steaks. Even Midge was enjoying the food. But she couldn’t touch hers, not while the two men fingered her right under the table. She knew Herb and Pete were fully aware of it and it made her feel so helpless and powerless to have to sit there while they had their way with her pussy right there in public.

—Aren’t you going to eat? Edward said, and the meanness of his sneer instantly brought her back to her childhood.

She’d certainly seen her share of meanness in her life, her mother had been with some of the vilest men you could possibly find, and there was something now about the look on Edward’s face that brought her back to those dark times, to the scary places she’d been as a child and the horrible men she’d had to confront. Edward definitely seemed to think he was more important than everyone else. He was arrogant and egotistical and there was simply nothing that April could find redeeming about him at all. But there was something deeper about him that disturbed her even more profoundly. There was a selfishness in the way he spoke and the way he interacted with other people that told her that he cared only about himself. She shuddered at the thought of being alone with him and hoped that whatever happened, Frank or Midge or Herb, or even Walter, would at least be there to defend her.

Edward was still looking at her, expecting an answer to his question. Of course his hand, as well as James’s, were still fondling the folds of skin around her vagina and she felt extremely uncomfortable. Herb and Pete had now joined the conversation at Midge’s end of the table, leaving her completely alone with the two creeps who were fingering her. She cleared her throat and picked up her knife and fork and cut a piece off her steak. When she put it in her mouth both Edward and James drove their fingers into her vulnerable vagina. It was a struggle to swallow the food.

—I knew you’d like it, Edward said.

—Like what? she said, instantly regretting the question.

—Meat, he said with the same cruel, heartless sneer.

This was a disaster. She longed to be anywhere but here. She had a sinking feeling that she was going to end up alone with these two later on that night.

—Have some more, James said.

Obediently she cut off another piece of steak and put it in her mouth and chewed. As Edward and James’s greasy little fingers played with her pussy, the only thing that helped her was the thought that she was chewing up their cocks.

VIII

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INNER SEEMED TO LAST FOREVER
and it came as a relief to April when the waiter finally came to take away their plates. Edward and James had eventually stopped fingering her long enough to eat their own steaks but no one had spoken to her or helped her to feel that she wasn’t alone with the two of them. Walter hadn’t even looked at her end of the table. He’d been talking to George and Jonathan through the entire meal, trying to impress them with the firm’s credentials, or else laughing at Midge’s jokes. Midge seemed to be having a great time, sitting next to George and Jonathan who seemed so much more friendly and human than Edward and James.

After dinner a selection of desserts was brought out, all of them beautifully presented on a silver tray. If it weren’t for the company, April would have quite enjoyed the meal. The Saint Regis was truly fabulous. The waiter came back and took liqueur orders. She’d had enough wine so she ordered espresso, which arrived in a charming little silver pot.

When the waiter left, Edward dropped his fork on the ground. April saw him do it and it was obviously deliberate. He pushed it under the table with his foot and then looked at April questioningly. She knew what he wanted her to do.

—Would you get that for me, dear? he said.

April looked at him ruefully. She felt like she was being bossed around by an ill-behaved child. There was no point even looking down the table for any help. No one would interfere with Edward getting what he wanted. She looked around for a waiter but for once, none was near their table. She gave a resigned sigh and got off her seat. She flattened her dress and tried to look as dignified as possible as she got down on the ground. Edward had pushed the fork under the table and since the tablecloth went all the way to the ground she had to lift it to look underneath. As soon as she did she felt Edward’s strong leg behind her, shoving her under the table. She understood now that he was trying to get her under the table and she had no option but to obey. He was pushing her so forcefully that she didn’t have time to do anything other than crawl under and she was relieved when she got in there and he’d put the tablecloth back in its place, hiding her.

She looked around at the little tent she was inside. Eight men’s legs in their places, all of them looking identical, and at the far end of the table Midge’s long, slender legs. She wished again that she was in Midge’s position. She found the fork and grabbed it and braced herself for the awful embarrassment of climbing out from under the tablecloth. She could only hope that no one at the other tables would notice that she’d been under there.

It was uncomfortable being cramped down there and she turned around but before she could pull up the tablecloth she felt James’s legs holding her tightly in place. Then Edward stretched out his own legs, blocking her from getting out. They’d created a little pen with their four legs and she was locked in. Short of making a big scene and forcing her way out, she was stuck where she was.

While James held her with his legs, she saw Edward’s hands go to his crotch and open his fly. She couldn’t believe what was happening. This was absolutely mortifying. She was in a completely public place, under the table, and Edward was pulling out his cock under the tablecloth. Then, with his finger, he beckoned her over. It was the rudest, most obnoxious gesture April could imagine. His ego was so big that he knew that all he had to do was beckon with his finger and she’d do what he wanted. He assumed that she’d see what he wanted and obey without question.

And of course, what choice did she have? Was she going to force her way out from the little prison he’d created and make a huge scene in this exclusive hotel? Not only would it be mortifying, but she had no idea if Herb would ever let her speak to her children again if she ruined this deal with Andersen Strathern. She couldn’t understand how these men got into such positions and had so much power and it was always her who had to live with the consequences. She didn’t want Andersen Strathern’s business. It had nothing to do with her. She might be benefitting from the lavish lifestyle that the firm could afford but she had never asked for it. She had been perfectly happy with her ordinary life in the suburbs. This was not her doing and yet she was the one under the table being beckoned over to Edward’s veiny little cock.

She made her way over to his crotch, which wasn’t easy in the confined space beneath the table, and put her hands on his knees. Then she felt James’s shoe on the back of her head, pushing it forward. It was an unnecessary insult as she was going to lean over and put the little flab of cock in her mouth anyway. She opened her mouth wide and wrapped her lips around it. Immediately it began to stiffen. She felt the soft, fleshy thing grow and harden as she ran her tongue around its tip. By the time Edward was fully erect, what had been a tiny piece of meat had grown to a considerable size, at least eight inches long, with a thick vein of semen running down the bottom side of it. James’s foot mercilessly pushed her head down onto the massive organ and it was all she could do to stop herself from choking on its enormous size. She opened her mouth as widely as she could and let the penis slide freely up into her throat and back down again and again, James’s foot all the while pushing the back of her head.

The penis seemed to ripen like a fruit, growing and stretching up into her mouth, the tip throbbing with the pulse of Edward’s heart, his blood flowing into it and preparing for a massive ejaculation. She could feel his orgasm approaching but before he could come he reached down and pulled her off of his throbbing, aching cock. He didn’t want to come yet, it seemed. That didn’t bode well. It meant he had a lot more in store for her later on.

Edward turned her head and she turned with it. She was facing James now. She could see that James’s cock was out of his pants too and she wondered if these two men were maybe brothers. She knew they weren’t but James’s penis was just as long and thick as Edward’s and she knew that a cock of that size was a rare thing. She didn’t understand how both of them had such massive dicks. She pictured them grinning at each other above the table and fought the urge to bite James. She could never do anything like that though, no matter how much she wished she could.

She felt Edward’s foot on her back, shoving her rudely toward James’s crotch, and she knew what she had to do. She crawled over to him and brought her face close to his already stiff cock. He must have felt the warmth of her breath on it because he reached under the table and forced her down onto the rigid shaft. She resisted his push, and instead of taking the cock all the way into her mouth she licked the tip gently. He seemed to like this and relaxed his hold on her. Then she let her tongue slide down along the long shaft of the penis, licking it all the way to the end where it joined his body. He was holding her head and began stroking her hair, obviously enjoying what she was doing. She allowed her tongue to run up and down the underside of his penis, getting it as wet as possible before finally taking the head of the cock into her mouth. James was throbbing inside her as she moved her mouth slowly up and down as far as she could.

She wondered again at the size of him. She never in a million years would have guessed that James and Edward were so well endowed. Everything about their behavior had suggested that they were stingy and petulant, not the kind of men associated with great sexual endowments. Now she knew that they both had massive dicks and it didn’t seem to make any sense. She would have thought that men with dicks this large would be generous and confident and charming. It just went to show what she knew. Few things in life made much sense, it seemed.

She sucked on the bulbous tip of James’s huge cock, making sure she licked it as much as she sucked until eventually he began to throb with the preliminary motions of what would become an orgasm. However, just as Edward had done, he stopped her too.

He closed up his pants, forcing his erect penis back inside. She wondered what was going to happen next and was completely mortified when she saw that he had pulled up a corner of the tablecloth so that he could speak to her directly.

—You may come back out now, he said.

April looked out past him at the dining room. Everything was exactly as it had been. It didn’t appear as if anyone had noticed that she was underneath the table giving head to whoever wanted it. She was still utterly mortified though. She was sure someone would notice her climbing out from under there and guess what she had been doing. How could she possibly be so bold. She thought she would rather remain hidden under the table until the restaurant was closed than climb out in full view of everyone. She knew for certain that everyone at her table would guess what had been going on. There was no way they wouldn’t have noticed a member of their party was missing, and when she suddenly appeared from under the table they’d know exactly what she’d been up to. How could she possibly get up and continue her evening with them? How could she look any of them in the eye? What would Walter do?

—Come on, pussy, James said. Unless you want to work your way around the entire table.

That did it. She didn’t know where the courage came from but she simply crawled out past the tablecloth and rose to her feet with as much dignity as she could possibly muster, trying to look as nonchalant and normal as she could.

To her limitless relief, the activity in the dining room continued without even a sign that she had been noticed. The people at all the other tables continued with their chattering, the restaurant staff went about their work, and the only people who noticed anything at all were the nine people sitting around her own table.

She looked around at each of them. Edward and James were smirking like schoolboys. She would have liked to slap them for putting her through this but she couldn’t. Next to them, Herb and Pete looked completely blank, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all. Then she looked at Frank. He was supposed to be the one who would protect her. She’d felt so safe in his strong arms. Now he only looked sympathetic. He might not have liked how she was being humiliated in public like this but there was nothing he could do about it. It was his firm, these were his partners, and the whole thing was partially his arrangement after all. He was as guilty as any of them.