by Anna Lewis
Her eyes slid closed as she lost herself to the pleasure for a moment, but a bossy cough from Andrew was enough to remind her that she was supposed to be watching him as he watched her.
There was a thunder storm swirling in her stomach, she could barely stand it, and from the way Andrew was looking at her he felt the same way.
It didn’t feel right having him over there on the other side of the room. Lori wanted him with her, she wanted him involved.
“Come here,” she rasped, wiggling her finger towards Andrew. “Come here.”
Christopher’s tongue was working her clit now, he was tracing some incredible patterns over her, and Lori knew that if she didn’t change this up soon she’d lose her freaking mind.
Andrew paused for a moment, not sure if he liked being commanded, but then Lori bit sweetly down on her bottom lip and he knew that he couldn’t resist. She was just so freaking adorable. As he made his way over to her, he unzipped his trousers to make this better for her.
Lori gasped as the shirt flipped up over Andrew’s head, giving her a great view of his body for the very first time. He really did have a load of muscles tracing up and down his torso which made her mouth incredibly wet with desire.
Andrew sat within touching distance of Lori, so she twisted the top half of her body around so she could feel him. She grabbed his throbbing cock, too turned on to be polite now and she ran her hand up and down his shaft at the same rapid pace that Christopher was working her clit.
“Oh fuck,” Andrew grunted, as the pleasure got the better of him. “Oh, Lori.”
The pleasure flooded her, it crept up over her like a boiling hot bubble of lava. Having one man below her and one above her excited Lori incredibly, she didn’t think it had ever felt that good.
Just as she started to shudder, Christopher flipped his tongue away which had Lori groaning with dismay…that was until she felt a thick cock replacing it. He was inside her without her even looking at him, which felt strangely wonderful. His cock felt different from Andrew’s. Not better or worse, just different.
“Oh shit,” she cried out, rubbing Andrew faster. “Oh my God.”
As the pleasure washed over her and caused her head to spin, Lori felt both the male bodies all around her. Christopher was filling her up, causing her walls to contract hard and fast, and Andrew’s length felt phenomenal between her finger tips. The orgasm pumped through her, her body buckled violently under the strain of it, and soon Andrew soaked her hand too. As the bliss swallowed up Christopher he clung tightly to Lori’s hips, causing marks from the way he needed her. She clung to him too, loving the way he felt. Having two men to play with was amazing.
This was all so exciting, it was the most incredible thrill of Lori’s life. Rather than sating her desire, it had heightened it. Lori couldn’t help but wonder what else she would enjoy…
***
There was a feeling of glee in the air as everyone’s breathing returned to normal. All three of them had enjoyed themselves and now were very happy. That opened Lori’s eyes wide. She knew the view of the world that she’d had forced down her throat wasn’t quite right, but she hadn’t expected to learn this about herself either.
“Wow, that was…” She giggled, unsure of how to finish that sentence. Andrew was on one side of her, Christopher the other. “That was something else.”
“Was that your first time?” Christopher asked innocently enough. “Doing something like that, I mean?”
Lori’s eyes widened as she considered the implications of this. Did that mean it was something that these men did all the time? She wasn’t sure how to feel about that…she knew that they weren’t exactly virgins, that wasn’t what she wanted anyway–and she guessed that it made sense since they seemed to have their own language. Maybe this was the sort of thing that they did all the time.
Christopher is a very old friend of mine. We’re very close. Maybe there was a lot more to that statement than Lori had first realized.
Lori dug deep inside herself to try and work out how this made her feel, but she realized that it didn’t really matter. They had treated her well, she didn’t feel like a spoke on a never ending rotating wheel. It was fine…it was only fun anyway.
Only fun, only fun, only fun.
“Yeah, that was my first time.” She smiled brightly and tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Probably not my last though.”
“You’re a good girl.” He kissed her shoulder with a smirk. “I like you.”
“What about you?” She gulped as she asked this, unsure if she actually needed an answer. Couldn’t she just leave it? Still, it was out there now, it was too late to take it back. She was going to find out the truth whether she liked it or not.
“No, this isn’t our first time.” Of course not. “But you were definitely one of the best.”
“The best, I’d say,” Andrew smiled reassuringly at her. Lori doubted that he was telling the truth, but it was nice that he cared enough about her feelings to say that. “Now what do you guys say about getting some breakfast?”
***
“Your phone never stops going off, does it?” Rose asked as they cleaned up the diner at the end of their shift. “I didn’t know that you had a boyfriend.”
Lori had to really work hard to contain herself as she considered that statement. The only reason that her cell phone never stopped was because she had two gorgeous men messaging her all the time. It was exhausting, but in the best way possible.
This sexual revelation that she was going through made Lori feel worthy, and that was worth everything.
She glanced down at her screen, seeing snippets of what was waiting for her:
‘Hey sexy, can’t stop thinking about you…’
‘Oh God, stop turning me on while I’m working…’
“No, no boyfriend,” she replied honestly. “Just get a lot of texts, that’s all.” She wasn’t lying. Neither Andrew or Christopher were her boyfriend which was good really because she liked them both. She wasn’t ready to give either of them up. She liked Andrew because he was sharp witted and smart, and she liked Christopher’s humor and the way he was really sweet with her. Although she met Andrew first and she had more of a history with him, they both had qualities that she wanted. If only she could mix them up together.
Or have them both forever…although that might be one fantasy too far.
“Well if you aren’t seeing anyone how about coming out with me one night? I’m sick of being single, it’s been far too long, and I don’t meet anyone working here.” Rose pleaded with her eyes. “Come on, it’ll be so much fun.”
“Yeah okay.” Lori smiled secretly to herself. “I know the perfect place we can go.”
Maybe it was a dangerous plan to turn up at Andrew’s club unannounced, she was very aware that she could find him with another woman which might hurt her feelings, but the thrill of surprising him was almost too much to ignore.
“Okay, how about Friday night? We’re both doing day shifts aren’t we, so it won’t be any issue.”
“Sure, Friday sounds good.” Lori licked her lips in anticipation. “It’ll be fun.”
“What are you going to wear?”
Lori didn’t need to think about that one, she wanted to remind Andrew of the first time they met. Maybe he would call Christopher down to the club and they’d sneak off into his office and…
No, she couldn’t think like that. This was a night out with her friend and she couldn’t abandon her like that. This was the first close friend she’d ever had, she didn’t want to blow it.
“I have a red dress that I’m going to wear. How about you?”
“Oh.” Rose’s eyes lit up with excitement. “I have this black dress that shows off a lot of cleavage.” She was a top-heavy girl, so Lori could easily see that being the case. “And I always pull when I’m wearing it, it’s like a lucky charm.”
“Just so I know what I’m doing whilst being your wing woman, are you looking for love or lust?
Obviously that’ll totally change my game.”
“Always lust.” Rose rolled her eyes as if it was obvious. “Love comes later, it’s always the way. Without that instant spark there’s nothing to build upon.”
Well, Lori had definitely experienced the spark here in New York, but never before. Maybe that had been her issue all along.
“And don’t worry.” Rose touched her arm and gave her a smile. “We’ll find someone for you too.”
Lori didn’t need anyone else, she had enough drama in her life, but she didn’t know how to explain that to Rose so she simply nodded and smiled agreeably.
***
Lori couldn’t get into the swing of things, the night didn’t quite feel right. She had done her duty, Rose was making out heavily with some guy on the dance floor, but she couldn’t feel happy about it.
She had come to Andrew’s club expecting to have some teasing fun with him, but he was nowhere to be found. She’d even snuck up to the VIP section earlier on, and it was totally empty. Lori found it very frustrating, she was dolled up and excited for him, and it was all for nothing.
As Rose’s ‘date’ slid his hand up her skirt she knew that she couldn’t take it much longer. There was no point in trying to maintain the element of surprise anymore, she needed to text him. Lori didn’t want to seem too desperate about it, so instead of saying anything she held the phone up so Andrew would be able to see enough of the club to know that it was his, and she snapped a selfie.
“Nice picture.” An unfamiliar voice whispered into Lori’s ear. She turned to see a preppy guy who was probably a similar age to her grinning in her direction. “You look lovely tonight.”
“Oh right…thanks.” Why was it that she was perfectly comfortable with two older, powerful, intimidating billionaires, but with a guy who was much more similar to her, Lori felt too self-conscious to act normally.
“Is that your friend?” He nodded towards Rose and her butt that was now almost completely on show.
“Yep.” Lori popped the ‘p’
“Yeah, it’s my friend whose face she’s sucking.” He chuckled awkwardly. “I feel like we’ve been abandoned for the night, don’t you?”
Lori glanced down at her phone to see that she had no new messages. “Yeah, I think you’re right.”
“Would you like a drink?”
Lori looked at the guy, examining his perfectly pretty face. He was the sort of guy that she might have considered a few weeks before, but now there was a blandness to him that just wouldn’t ever get her heart pounding. He was vanilla, just like she used to be, but now she’d changed.
That didn’t mean there was any harm in accepting a drink though. “Yeah please. My name is Lori, by the way.”
“Sid.”
She followed him to the bar, being extremely careful with her body language so that she wouldn’t give Sid the wrong impression. Even though there wasn’t anything serious between her and Andrew, it felt disrespectful to flirt with another guy in his building. She could almost feel his dominating presence over her shoulder. But she wouldn’t have anyway, not even to pass the time.
“So, what’s your friend like?” Lori asked Sid as he handed her a glass. She figured that she might as well use this time productively while she waited. “He’s not like, a serial killer or anything, right? I just wouldn’t want to leave my friend in the arms of a psycho, you know how it is.”
“Oh yeah,” Sid’s face was deadpan as he replied. “You meet all sorts in New York. It’s terrible, only last week I was drinking with a beautiful girl who turned out to be a diamond thief.”
Lori laughed loudly, appreciating his joke. “You know what I mean then.”
“Brandon is fine, a bit of a player but a good guy. I’m sure once he’s found the right girl everything will fall into place.”
“Well, I don’t know if Rose is the right girl but I’m sure they’ll have some fun tonight…”
Lori’s words trailed off as her phone vibrated in her hand. It was a reply from Andrew which had her heart pounding faster. Maybe tonight wasn’t going to be a total loss after all.
‘Groan, why do you have to look so damn good when I’ve only just gotten back from a conference? If I wasn’t half asleep I would be down there in a heartbeat, tearing that dress right off your body like I wanted to do the first time I saw you.’
Damn it. Regret coiled through Lori’s body as she realized there was no hope. Andrew was nowhere to be found, and he wasn’t going to be.
“Thanks for the drink, Sid, but I have to go.” She gave him a grin which he returned, clearly not bothered by her shooting him down.
“Yeah of course, well it was nice to meet you, Lori.”
“You too.” Maybe in another life her feelings would’ve been different, but this wasn’t another life and she needed to go home.
She grabbed Rose and informed her that she was leaving, which she didn’t mind since she was so wrapped up in Brandon, then Lori took off home. The club was within walking distance so she didn’t bother to hail a cab. She simply stomped quickly until she was inside her apartment block where she could finally start thinking about bed and sleep. She’d been wired for fun earlier but knowing that it wasn’t going to happen meant that she could relax.
Lori kicked off her shoes the second she got indoors and she rushed into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water. It had been a fun night, she was grateful to have a friend in Rose, but she was glad to be home. It felt nice to be away from all those people.
Pajamas and bed…she just couldn’t wait.
Knock, knock.
Lori spun around rapidly and stared at her front door, wondering who the hell that could be. Was it Andrew, surprising her in place of her shocking him? He might have guessed that she’d go home and he’d come to see her. A smile spread across her cheeks, this was awesome! All of a sudden her tiredness ebbed right away. Her body heated up and the excitement grew. At least she hadn’t put her flannel pajamas on yet.
With a pounding, dancing heart, she stepped closer and prepared herself to let him inside.
***
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Lori glanced desperately at her phone wishing that she could answer it. With Andrew’s name on the screen taunting her, the tug in her heart was intense.
“Did you actually think that you could get away from me?” The unwelcome voice of her visitor dragged Lori’s gaze away from the screen. “Why would you not realize that I had a tracker on your phone? You’re mine, I would never let you escape. I only left it for so long because I thought you’d run out of steam with your tantrum and you’d come back.” His eyes flickered and flamed with rage. “But no, in the end I’ve had to come all the way to fucking New York City to drag you back.”
Buzz, buzz, buzz. Andrew was still there, trying to get through.
Lori’s eyes filled with tears. She couldn’t believe that her old life had caught up with her. Michael was her worst nightmare, and she never wanted to see his face again, but here he was looming over her, staring into her soul.
They’d met in school, he seemed so perfect then. Lori had loved Mike from afar along with the rest of the girls in her year, and she was over the moon when he chose her. During all the time she had a crush on him she’d been so obsessed with his brooding dark looks that she hadn’t ever bothered to wonder what his personality was like.
As it turned out, his personality was shit.
Once school was done, and Mike learned that his best days were behind him he turned to drink. The alcohol led him to be nasty, which was what turned him into such a horrific shadow in Lori’s life.
He was mean to her, then aggressive. He never hit Lori but he did cling to her, hurting her wrists, he did intimidate her to the point where she was too scared to do anything without his permission.
He controlled her in the wrong way. Life with him was awful and there were no good points.
“What do you have to say for yourself?” As Mike grabbed the necklin
e of Lori’s dress, she sucked in a panicked breath of air. This was all too familiar, but strange now too. She’d spent far too long away from him, she’d almost forgotten. “From the looks of it you’ve been whoring yourself around. I’m going to have to send you to the doctor to see how many men you’ve fucked while I’ve been waiting for you.”
Buzz, buzz, buzz. He must’ve been worried, wondering why she wasn’t picking up.
“I didn’t…I haven’t…” Lori’s face was soaking wet, she didn’t want to lie but she couldn’t tell the truth. If there was one thing that she’d learned from her time with Mike it was not to piss him off in anyway.
“Don’t fucking whimper, you bitch. I will not have my woman slutting about in the city. You will come back home today. The fucking house is a state, you need to clean it.” His eye flicked over her home and the tension in his shoulders got worse when he spotted her work shirt lying on the side. “Have you been working?” Mike had old fashioned views about women, and that shone through in his words. “Is that why you haven’t come back home? Is that how you’ve afforded all of this?”
Lori didn’t say anything as Mike stomped across the room. He grabbed her shirt, some scissors that she had left to the side and he watched her intently as he made the first cut.
Lori visibly winced, which pleased Mike. He loved getting under Lori’s skin, it was all that he lived for. He hated every moment that he sensed her slipping away, he didn’t like the loss of power, so this gave him the adrenaline rush that he so desperately needed.
“You don’t want to lose this?” he sneered, while making another cut. “Oh, why not? Will they fire you?” Cut, cut. “Then maybe you should just fucking give this up and you should come home where you belong.”
“I…I can’t…” Lori was petrified of upsetting Mike, but she couldn’t go back. Not now, she’d seen a different side of life and she wanted that for herself. She loved the person she was in New York, she couldn’t give that up just because he’d found her. “I can’t, Mike,” she rasped, wishing that she could sound more confident. “I think you should leave now.”