Jessica E. Subject

by Last Minute Customers

  LAST MINUTE CUSTOMERS

  Copyright 2013 Jessica E Subject

  Published by Jessica E. Subject

  Copyright 2013 Cover Art by Zee Monodee

  ISBN: 978-0-99193-204-7

  Editing Services by Wizards in Publishing

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  This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

  Last Minute Customers

  By

  Jessica E. Subject

  Dedication:

  To my readers. Enjoy!

  Thank you to:

  Valerie Mann and Kate Richards of Wizards in Publishing

  Zee Monodee – Cover Designer

  LAST MINUTE CUSTOMERS

  Mandy handed the bag of costumes to her old high school math teacher and his wife with a smile. “Bye, Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan. Have fun at your party.”

  After they left, she glanced at her watch. Ten minutes until closing time, then she planned to go home and crash on her bed rather than attend one of the multitude of Halloween parties her friends and older customers had invited her to. Tomorrow, costumes had to be marked down and the Christmas and other holiday decorations brought out. Store sales from October had more than quadrupled from last year, but tonight she’d celebrate by catching up on her sleep. In the morning, on top of everything else, she had to place an ad in the paper to find more staff.

  She slipped out from behind the counter to straighten the costume aisle after little kids had decimated her neat display only hours ago. She’d been so swamped, she hadn’t had the chance to reorganize it again.

  The door chimed. She glanced up, stifling a groan over the last minute shoppers. But the sight of the two men walking in left her unable to do anything but stare. One was tall, broad, and dark, while the other was blond and built like a track star—long lean, and all muscle. They couldn’t be more opposite, yet both made her heart pound. She’d seen them around town before, but had always been afraid to engage in an actual conversation with them. What did she have to offer anyway? All of her time was dedicated to her party supply store.

  The taller of the two raised an eyebrow. “Sorry to bother you when you’re about to close, but we’re looking for costumes, and well…. We haven’t had much luck.”

  He was good-looking and well mannered? She didn’t see that combination very often. Most males she considered drop-dead gorgeous knew they were hot and made sure everyone they encountered knew it, too. His mother taught him well. She stood and brushed her hands down the front of her starship commander’s dress, hoping she didn’t look like too much of a geek in front of him.

  The blond ran a hand through his thick, wavy hair. “I doubt she’s going to have anything left, Zane. No one does on Halloween night. We should have started looking before today.”

  “No!” She covered her mouth. She hadn’t meant to yell. They stared, as if waiting for her to continue, and she lowered her hands. “I’m sure I can help you find what you’re looking for. And I’ll give you fifty percent off.” Shit, that sounded desperate for a sale. Really, she wanted to keep them in the store a little bit longer. They would make excellent heroes in her future fantasies.

  Zane chuckled. “Sure, let’s see what you’ve got. My brother and I are going to a sci-fi themed party. Do you have anything that falls under that description?”

  Brothers? Could have fooled her. But she wasn’t about to argue. And they were into sci-fi, like her. “Sure. We have your movie costumes. Star Wars, Star Trek, Avatar….”

  He shook his head. “I don’t know. What do you think, Blaze?”

  “Those have been done,” the other brother said. “Anything else?”

  She gave them a quick glance over to gauge their sizes. Her cheeks warmed as she caught sight of the bulge in Zane’s pants. A wave of desire swept over her. She inhaled deeply. They were only customers and hadn’t given any indication they wanted more than costumes.

  It had been so long since she’d even seen a man’s cock, dedicating all of her time to the store. She needed to get out and live again. She needed to get laid.

  With a sigh, she spun around. Best not to think of that now. She had customers to serve. Two very hot guys who wouldn’t want anything to do with her. Men didn’t notice plain women like her. It was a fact of life. Her life, anyway.

  She approached the rack of large men’s costumes. The men were at least that size, and she had quite a few left. Males didn’t dress up as much as they wanted their woman to dress up for them. Yet in her extremely short dress, she didn’t seem to attract the attention of one single male.

  Plucking a couple of the expensive Transformers costumes off the rack, she held them out to the two men. “What do you think of these?”

  Zane rubbed his chin. “I don’t think so. Too many parts.” He started rifling through the selections and motioned to his brother. “Help me look.”

  Mandy rushed over to the door and locked it. It was closing time anyway, and she wanted to devote all of her attention to the hot customers already in the store. If she got to know them better, she wouldn’t be afraid to talk to them at the grocery store. And maybe, just maybe, one of the guys would ask her out. In my dreams.

  A hand clamped on her shoulder. She screamed and spun around to face two aliens. Or Zane and Blaze dressed as extraterrestrial warriors.

  “Holy shit, you scared me.” Her heart had never beat so fast.

  Blaze wrapped his arm around her and drew her into his side. “Sorry, honey, but it was pretty funny.”

  Honey? Did he actually mean her? “Found something you like?”

  “We saw something we liked as soon as we entered the store,” Zane said, reaching for her hand. He placed his lips on her knuckles then flipped her hand over and kissed her wrist all the way up to the inside of her elbow.

  Her nipples pebbled against her dress. What the hell was going on? As much as she’d love to know what it was like to experience either of these men dressed up as aliens—or not dressed as aliens for that matter—even both at the same time—they were strangers. She had to get to know a guy before jumping in the sack with him. Though the images of writhing, naked bodies running through her mind, of what it would be like to have a ménage, left her weak in the knees.

  She straightened her shoulders and tucked away those thoughts. Best not to get ahead of herself or hope for the impossible. “Mind telling me what’s going on?”

  Blaze pulled her closer, whispering in her ear. “We want you. But first, tell us your name.”

  She froze. She didn’t know these two aside from seeing them on the streets and in the grocery store. What did they really want with her? Would they hurt her? Or worse? “It’s, um…. M-Mandy, but…you’re kidding with me, right?”

  “No kidding,” Zane said, suddenly behind her. He set his hand on her waist, and held himself against her. “Ever been with two guys before?”

  His hard cock pressed through both their clothing to rest in the crack of her ass. She whimpered. Oh God, they were serious. She actually had the chance to live out her favorite fantasy, one she recreated often by using her toys before she went to sleep. One she never thought possible.

  She spun away from him, her cheeks burning. “No, but I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

  “Why not?” Zane asked, though he backed away. “Do you have a boyfriend? A husband?”

  She shook her head. “No. It’s just….” She yearned for Zane to be behind he
r again, to feel his warmth, his dick. Holy shit, I really do want this. “I’m scared.”

  Blaze brushed his hand along her cheek. “We won’t hurt you. We just want to bring you pleasure. I can already smell your arousal.”

  She squeezed her thighs together. Was it that obvious?

  He leaned in and joined his lips to hers. With gentle prodding, he deepened the kiss. She moaned into his mouth, desire zinging through her body.

  Zane moved behind her again, caressing her breasts as he laid kisses along the back of her neck. Her toes curled. Enjoying their touch was so wrong, but she couldn’t find the words to object. All doubt flitted away as primal need took over.

  Blaze fingered the hem of her skirt. He lifted it and ran his hands along her thighs. So gentle. Backing away, he and Zane raised the dress up and over her head then tossed it to the floor. They caressed her body with their large hands and warm, moist tongues. Fuck, it’s actually happening! Two men had come into her store, seduced her, and would take her. Right in front of the window.

  She pushed Blaze away. “Not here. Not for everyone to see.” Although some adults would appreciate the view, she wasn’t an exhibitionist and didn’t need the local newspaper splashing naked pictures of her onto the front page like a tabloid.

  But where to take these two? The back room provided little comfort, but did she trust them enough to take them upstairs to her loft? She rubbed her hands down her arms. If she didn’t decide soon, she’d need their two bodies just to thaw her out.

  “Do either of you have condoms?”

  Zane wrapped his cloak around her, holding her in his arms. “We don’t, but I can go get some if you want.”

  That solves it. She had some in her bedroom. They’d been a gift from her friends when she moved in. She’d never had any reason to test them out. Until now. “Upstairs. I have some there.”

  “Sounds good.” He scooped her into his arms, his cape covering enough of her to go outside. “Which way?”

  “Straight down this row.” She gripped his neck, excitement buzzing through her. “There’s a door to the left. Stairs are just outside. I live in the loft above the store.” The shop door would lock behind them.

  With her in his arms, Zane bounded out the door and up the metal steps, Blaze close behind them. She fumbled to enter the code to her lock and they all burst through the doorway. Zane shuffled his way around her furniture then laid her down on her bed. How he found it in the dim light, she had no idea.

  Warm hands glided across her skin, lighting up every single nerve ending. Her boots were removed. Then her panties. She moaned, overwhelmed by sensation. She couldn’t tell which brother lay where, but they were naked on either side of her. Their eager cocks pressed against her thighs. One brother guided her chin until she faced him. Zane.

  He pressed his lips to hers and plundered her mouth, his tongue sweeping inside. She groaned into his kiss, hungry for more. His brother sucked on her nipple, heightening her arousal. Holy shit. She was actually having a ménage with two hot brothers. She thrust her hips off the bed, desperate to be fucked.

  Zane slipped a hand between her thighs, drawing along her mons. But she wanted him closer, inside her. He skimmed his fingers between the lips of her pussy, filling her with charged tension. She cried out, turning away from him. “Yes, that’s so good.”

  He drifted down to the foot of the bed, spreading her legs open. And Blaze inched farther up, capturing her mouth. His tongue tangled with hers in an erotic dance. From one man to another, they left her breathless, unable to think clearly.

  Zane laved her pussy, his skilled tongue grazing along her folds, pressing against her clit. She squealed, gripping the sheets. She hadn’t expected the intense pressure of impending orgasm when both men had yet to penetrate her.

  “Where are those condoms?” Blaze whispered.

  A new rush of desire rocketed through her veins. The guys were actually going to fuck her. She swallowed, hesitant yet anxious for the ménage to escalate. “The nightstand right beside you. Top drawer.”

  How was this going to work? Would they take her at the same time? Take turns? She’d never been with two men at the same time before. Would she be able to handle them?

  Zane plunged his fingers into her sex. She bucked against him, her head spinning. Going without intercourse for so long had turned her wanton the moment it was offered. She couldn’t wait to feel their cocks inside her.

  He circled her swollen clit while gliding his fingers in and out. She quivered, the pressure building inside her. If he kept up his assault, she’d orgasm before being fucked by either one.

  “That’s it, honey. You’re so close. I can feel it.” Zane quickened his motions. “Come for me, Mandy.”

  He withdrew his fingers and slid them down to her anus, circling her tight hole. She writhed against the pressure of the new torment. Blaze returned beside her, sucking and massaging her breasts. Together, the men made her feel desirable.

  In a frenzy of simultaneous explosions, she cried out, gripping the bed. Her release swept over her in intense waves. Neither man let up, prolonging her pleasure until the orgasm finally subsided.

  Closing her eyes, she lay back, panting. It had been way too long since her last fuck. And she whimpered for more.

  The brothers spread out beside her. She reached out to grab their velvet cocks. Holy shit! Their dicks would be a challenge to fit inside her because of their girth. But she’d try. She didn’t want to stop.

  Zane leaned over her, capturing her mouth. She tasted herself on his lips, enjoying the decadent flavor. Proof he had just given her the best orgasm of her life.

  Behind her, Blaze fingered her pussy, her asshole, spreading lube all over. He must have found it in her drawer along with the condoms.

  Something ripped open behind her. Blaze kissed her shoulder then whispered. “Are you okay, Mandy? You still want to do this?”

  She chewed her bottom lip and nodded. Might as well live out my fantasy. Who knows if I’ll get another chance.

  Zane stroked the side of her face. “This is all about your pleasure. If you experience any pain, tell us, and we’ll stop. Okay?”

  “Okay,” she whispered. Before tonight, she never would have thought guys could be as concerned about her pleasure as they were their own.

  Blaze buried himself inside her pussy. She moaned with every long, slow stroke. Zane left the bed, but his brother cradled her into him, holding her, teasing her. Never before had she felt cared for during sex.

  Another condom package ripped open. Zane lay in front of her as his brother pulled out. He rolled her on top of him, his erection pressing against her heat. She’d missed the feeling of a cock filling her and eased onto him, taking him deep inside. She gasped as her pussy clenched around his shaft. Need cascaded through her body. How had she gotten so lucky?

  Sitting up, she rocked her hips across his groin. He grasped her waist and quickened her movements, hitting her G-spot with every thrust. Shit. She lost control, could no longer hang on, her next release drawing near.

  Blaze reached around her to caress her breasts. He worked them in his hands and pinched her sensitive nipples. Nibbling the back of her neck, he sent her over the edge. She bucked against his brother, riding Zane along with the waves of pleasure.

  Collapsing against his chest, she fought for oxygen, struggling to calm her pounding heart. She’d just experienced the best sex ever.

  Zane brushed her hair away from her face. “Are you ready for more? Do you think you can handle both of us?”

  “I….” She hesitated, still scared to delve into this new territory. Except for the extra male, she hadn’t experienced anything unfamiliar. Okay, so the orgasms were out of this world. But to have both inside her…? “Be gentle, okay?”

  Blaze massaged the cheeks of her ass, bringing her a sense of calm in the electrified situation. “Always. If it hurts, just say so.”

  “’Kay.” Sucking in a lungful of air, she swayed over Z
ane. Warm moisture dripped down the crack of her ass. Blaze massaged the ring of muscle at her entrance then slipped a finger inside. “Easy now. Relax.”

  She concentrated on Zane, his lustful smile barely visible in the dim moonlight shining through her windows. God, why hadn’t they approached her sooner? All this time she’d wanted an experience like this, and they’d been in the same town.

  The bed jiggled as Blaze settled behind her. A new force pressed against her ass. Bigger. Harder. Steadying her breathing, she tried to ignore the sharp pinch of Blaze’s intrusion. He took his time, pushing in little by little, allowing her time to adjust.

  With a deep grunt, he pressed his hips against her ass. “How are you doing, Mandy?”

  “Good.” Oh yes. So full. She moved against them both, taking their cocks inside her at the same time. So much pressure. Pleasure. Intoxicating fulfillment.

  She burst in an explosion of ecstasy, gripping Zane’s shoulders as she cried out. “Oh. My. God.”

  The brothers took control, driving into her until they, too, released.

  She lay, spent, on Zane’s chest, as Blaze wiped her off. If she died at that moment, she would die happy. Zane wrapped an arm around her and kissed her forehead. “Thank you for trusting us.”

  She smiled, some of her focus returning. “My pleasure.” Literally. She would never settle for the mediocre lovers she’d had in the past. From now on, it was all or nothing. And these brothers had given her everything.

  Blaze lay beside her, draping his own possessive arm across her back. “Ours, too. Hopefully we can do it again.”

  “Yes,” she sighed. Exhausted, she closed her eyes, snuggling into the crook of Zane’s neck. After tonight, Halloween would never be the same.

  ***

  “Excuse me, Miss. Hello?”

  Mandy flicked her eyes open and gasped. She’d fallen asleep at the counter.

  Zane stared at her. Not the Zane who’d brought her unbelievable pleasure along with his brother, but the customer. It had all been a dream.