Two Hard

by Amy Brent

  She wanted it hard like that. Brie just wanted to let a man use her and make her cum the way Jimmy was doing to his partner below. She dropped her hand to the floor, and the vibrator fell as it buzzed along the ground and seemed to resonate through the room. Brie reached over with a shaky hand to turn it off before she slumped over in a heap.

  Brie remained there as the couple went for round two and she lost count of the orgasms that she had before she knew she was at risk of falling asleep right there in the living room. Brie stood on weak legs and stumbled to her bed before she ripped the suit off and passed out naked under the covers.

  Brie had dreams of the ways that she wanted a man to take her and slept fitfully. She stayed in bed until noon and slowly opened her eyes before she reached into the nightstand for the vibrator again. She knew that she was becoming addicted as she closed her eyes and spread her thighs wide to chase the release all over again. Brie went for two times using the memories from the night before. She stood and dressed in a pink sundress that was on the dresser before she walked to the kitchen to make some coffee and come to life.

  Marie had the day off, so Brie had been left to her own devices in the kitchen. She appeared to be alone in the house and made some coffee and eggs to eat before she took it to the table to read some more. She felt disoriented from the past several hours and slowly read as she thought about using the toy again to try and relieve the ache that was deep inside of her body. When did this happen? Was Ricky to blame the way that he involuntarily ended things after they were ready to have sex? Fuck Ricky. Jimmy was gorgeous and single now, and she was in a long line of women that wanted him, though she had the least chance of ever getting what she wanted. Brie could find some random guy out and about with Kat and use him for an orgasm, even though the idea of her first time with s stranger didn’t sit well with her.

  She knew that Jimmy was at work and wouldn’t be home for hours. Brie looked around and pushed the Kindle away as she took a deep breath. She stood and walked to the basement door, unable to stop staring at her spot from last night. It was perfect at night, and Brie knew that it was going to become a regular thing, assuming it didn’t kill her.

  Brie tested the door to find it locked, and she pushed against it. What did he have down there? Was it something that had always been in the house, something her mom enjoyed? Brie missed her so much, but she was overcome with lust for her stepfather and made her way back to her room where she masturbated several times in between naps.

  The sound of the phone ringing in the kitchen roused her from her sleep and Brie glanced at the clock to see that it was getting close to five o clock. She thought that she would take a chance and make some dinner in case Jimmy came home. Brie pulled on the same short dress with no underwear as she walked out to the kitchen and took inventory of what there was to prepare. Thanks to Marie, there was a lot. Brie took some organic chicken breasts from the fridge and threw them in some boiling water to cook them for a while. She pulled out the carb balance tortillas and some enchilada sauce to make a casserole before getting a can of jalapenos and some cheese. Brie shredded the meat once it was cooked and layered everything in a casserole dish before she turned on the oven to bake it for a few moments.

  She poured some wine and sipped it as the food cooked. Brie wandered outside and sat in a chaise lounge in the shade as she closed her eyes and let her thoughts torment her. She came back to reality when her phone beeped to let her know that dinner was ready to come out of the oven, and Brie looked up to see Jimmy walking towards her undoing his tie. “What smells so good in there?”

  “I threw together an enchilada casserole for dinner.” Brie stood and brushed past him as her thighs ached from her marathon earlier. She was losing her mind. “I think I’ll make some salad to go with it. She looked into the fridge and found a salad kit for Caesar and dumped it into a bowl to mix it together as she heard the sliding glass door open.

  “You look tired, Brie. Are you okay?” Jimmy asked her as she glanced up and nodded.

  “I’ve been sleeping all day. So lazy.” Brie brushed off his concern, and he tilted his head at her.

  “Were you alone here?” Brie looked at him curiously as she mixed the dressing into the salad.

  “Yeah. Why?” Brie asked as his eyes darkened and he took her in slowly with his eyes.

  “You look flushed. It is one of the most beautiful looks a woman can have,” Jimmy’s voice was husky as she stared at him and he headed to the fridge for a beer. “You’re growing up so fast. Your mom would be so proud of you.”

  “Do you miss her?” Brie asked as he cleared his throat and looked at him. “Did you love her?”

  “I loved her…very much. I do miss her, and you look so much like her that I feel like she’s around every day.” Jimmy shook his head as he mumbled something else. He took a long swig of his beer and turned to go down the hallway before she heard him run up the stairs to his room.

  Her head was spinning, and Brie blamed the wine as she pushed the bowl of salad towards the center of the island near the cooling dish that James had removed from the over earlier.

  She heard him coming back and ignored him as she grabbed two plates from the cupboard along with napkins and silverware. “It’s all ready.” Brie grabbed a Vitamin Water Zero from the fridge and loaded up her plate with a small amount of food before she looked at him.

  Jimmy was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt now, and he looked like he was shaking. She remembered him telling her that she looked flushed, and she knew what Jimmy meant now. Jimmy’s face was red, and he looked like he was both stressed out as well as sated. It made no sense. They took their plates outside and ate overlooking the water on the high back deck, and he disappeared into the house as soon as his phone chimed in his pocket.

  Brie didn’t think she had anything left in her, but she was in her nook that night with her skirt pushed above her thighs as she slipped the dildo inside of herself to the rhythm of the grunts and cries in the room below her. She didn’t even have the strength to cry out as her release washed over the rubber and onto her thighs as she stared blankly at the floor.

  Brie managed to make it back to her room and into her bed before Jimmy came back into the house, though she couldn’t remember if she’d leaked onto the floor. She would check in the morning since he’d be rushing off to work. She drifted off to sleep nearly in pain as she frowned and tried to sort out her feelings about what she was doing.

  Marie was in the kitchen in the morning when Brie rose for the day. She made a concentrated effort to dress in some clean shorts and a loose t-shirt and smile as she breezed into the room for a glass of orange juice. “Morning.”

  “Good morning. Would you like some breakfast?” Marie asked her as she looked Brie over. “You look tired, honey.”

  “I think it’s the lack of a schedule. I am just a sloth,” Brie created the lie, though she was sleeping a lot. She just felt tired from her newest addiction and all of the emotions that came along with it. Brie was exhausted from the fear of being caught that both thrilled her and scared her deep inside. She was as confused as she’d ever been in her life.

  “So, breakfast?” Marie pressed as Brie blinked her eyes and opened the fridge. “Anything you want?”

  Brie ate some French toast with yogurt and took a long swim to collect her thoughts. She knew that sex in itself had the ability to be a healthy thing. At one point, she was ahead of the game and wanting to make it special for herself, so she figured she had some good knowledge on the subject.

  However, getting herself off to her stepfather’s sex life didn’t feel as much like a regular thing.

  Still, there she was in front of the door with both of her vibrators, only, this time, he was in his upstairs bedroom. She didn’t understand the change, but Brie had certainly searched the house that night for his location after needing to feed this demon all day.

  It was so much better here. She wasn’t as hidden here as she was downstairs since Brie was right
in the small hallway before the stairs, but it was dark, and she knew that there was a massive attached bathroom for them to use. She could hear everything as she sat on the ground with her knees up and skirt pushed to her thighs.

  Every slap echoed through the hallway.

  Every moan and cry filtered out of the room and made Brie fuck herself a little harder with the new longer Dildo.

  She knew that the woman was tied up just from conversation and Brie imagined herself tied to the bed that had been her mother’s as she begged to be spanked and whipped like the woman inside. Brie knew that she would give Jimmy everything, and she came along with the woman inside after hearing their bodies slapping together.

  Brie was just closing her eyes when she heard the click of a door and looked up into Jimmy’s eyes. There was nothing she could say to explain the situation, knowing how wrecked she looked. He gave her a wicked smile. “I’ll be back with those waters.” He went down the stairs wearing nothing but some shorts and Brie scrambled to get up and run down to her bedroom to lock the door.

  She slept fitfully, terrified of what would happen. Brie was embarrassed yet turned on that she’d been caught. She felt sick inside. Brie made an excuse to Marie that she was coming down with something to stay in her room all day, and she slept when she was too exhausted to stay awake any longer. Her calls went ignored, and Brie just curled up further into her blankets when she heard the vibration against her nightstand.

  Brie knew the next day from experience that Marie would not leave her alone for too long. She forced herself into the shower to come back to life, missing her release as she promised herself that she would get out of this horrible situation. Her mother would be so disappointed in her, and Brie wept under the hot stream of water as she let that thought hot her full force.

  CHAPTER 4

  Marie and Jimmy were both in the kitchen when she went downstairs, and Brie felt her stomach lurch as she looked at the ground. “Good morning.” Her voice was quiet, and she felt eyes on her as she went to the fridge for some of the fresh squeezed orange juice that Brie knew she would find.

  “Feeling better?” Marie asked her in her kind voice, and Brie nodded. She poured a glass of juice and slipped it slowly just to keep it down.

  “I think it is just the sun that I’ve been getting. I am used to classrooms.”

  “I have a perfect solution for that,” Jimmy said, and Brie stared at the counter in front of hard enough to burn holes through the gray marble. “Marnie is taking some time off due to some pregnancy complications and might not be back this summer. I could use your expertise there.” Jimmy let the idea sink in as Marie asked if she poor girl was okay and how the baby was doing. “I am told that it’s common issue that bed rest will solve, and I know how good Brie will be in the office. How does that sound?”

  Brie nodded as she forced herself to look at them. “Sure.” He assured her that she would still have time for summer fun and that they would work out a good schedule. Brie just nodded and looked at him again when he asked her to come in with him over the weekend to go over the basics so she could get to work soon. He had to have something in mind for her, and she was ashamed to admit that her thighs dampened at the prospect of what it could be.

  She swam and kept herself busy the rest of the day even though she was a trembling mess whenever she was alone. Brie headed to bed after dinner when Jimmy told her to be ready to leave at eight and just to dress casually. She knew that the clothes she’d picked the last few days covered a lot more than normal and could hear a particular tone in his voice at the last request.

  Brie didn’t sleep well. She used her memories to get herself off that night and finally fell asleep after midnight.

  Brie rose to shower and braided her hair after choosing a dress that was comfortable and knee length to wear. Brie made a cup of coffee to go, and he added some to his cup as she mixed the little bit of sugar and cream in hers. She knew that he would probably buy lunch and Brie grabbed a ready-to-go protein shake for mid-morning.

  “Want to drive with me? I don’t expect that we’ll be there all day.” Jimmy asked her as she gave him a wide-eyed look.

  “Sure. I have no plans today.” They walked into the garage and Jimmy led them to the newest addition to the garage, the Bentley Continental. He opened the door for Brie, and she slid into the buttery leather of the seat as he watched her. Jimmy walked around to his side of the car and started it before lifting the third garage door and pulling out.

  Brie looked at her mother’s Range Rover that she’d been given shortly after her death. “We will upgrade that soon,” Jimmy told her as she gave him a stricken look. It was important to her, though she was trashing her mother’s memory with every fantasy about Jimmy as it was. He pulled out onto the main street and headed into the city where his office was. She could smell the light cologne that he wore, so much like a lush forest and something spicy and made her thighs ache. He reached over and placed his hand on her leg as she stilled and bit her lip. “Did you like listening to me, Brie.”

  His tone demanded an answer and pulled her under his spell with its sharp and husky tenor. “I did.”

  “How many times have you done that?”

  “A handful.” She let out a sharp breath as his hand slid up her leg slowly.

  “I see,” He was quiet the remainder of the drive but kept his hand on her. The sexual tension in the car was overwhelming, and Brie found it difficult to breathe as her throat closed up. She tried sipping coffee to relieve the discomfort but it only burned her throat, and she shoved it into the spot in the smooth center of the car in a blind attempt.

  They arrived and pulled into a nearly empty garage before Jimmy used his card to get into a private elevator. Brie stepped inside first and pressed her back against the wall as she pressed her aching breasts forward and took a slow breath. The car slipped upward in a matter of moments, and Brie was reminded of the movie Fifty Shades of Grey for a moment as she let her imagination wander. Kat had wanted to see it after loving the book.

  Jimmy was much more handsome that Christian but there seemed to be some solidarities in this situation. He gave her a look as the door opened and she forced herself forward on her heels as she went towards his office.

  Empty building as far as she could see.

  Brie walked his office since he never instructed her to do otherwise and she already knew that he was in charge of everything today. “Have a seat.” His words were clear, and she took a seat across from his expansive cherry wood desk in a very comfortable office chair. “I didn’t want to bring you into this. Brie.”

  “Into what?”

  “You looked so flushed, and I had to force myself not to drag you into my bedroom and fuck the ever loving hell out of you. I kept reminding myself who you are to me, but now all I see is a beautiful adult that wants me as much as I want her.” Jimmy admitted as her mouth went dry. She heard him walk to a door and open it before he returned to her and stared down for a long moment. “Is that right?”

  Brie nodded as tears slipped down her cheeks and told him yes over and over. Jimmy took some rope and tied her right hand to the armrest first before he went around to her right one. “Did you fuck Ricky?” Jimmy asked her as he knelt to the ground to spread her legs and tie them as well. “No. I have never…done that.”

  “You’re a virgin? I thought so but fuck; I am so hard now.” Jimmy said as he paced back and forth and dropped his hand down to cup his groin. He moved back to Brie and fell to his knees as he pushed her skirt up over her thighs and seemed to memorize every detail. “I don’t want to hurt you, Brie. I want this, but you need to as well. Tell me a safe word, please.”

  “Blue means stop,” Brie said quickly, and he gave her a look so full of lust as he tucked her skirt around her body securely. Jimmy slipped the slim straps of her dress down and revealed her pale breasts with hardened pink nipples that he started to stroke.

  “I know that you come with sex toys. I have seen that first
hand,” Jimmy pressed his thumb against her as he stared at her dampening lace underwear. “Have you ever come from just nipple play?” Brie shook her head. Ricky had barely touched her breasts always wanting to get to the part where she jacked him off. She cried out as he covered one of them with his mouth and started to suck hard and slow while pinching and tugging the other. It was overwhelming, and Brie felt every nerve ending in her body respond as she struggled against her binds. The moment Jimmy dragged his teeth across her skin she whimpered, and he tugged on her other nipple hard.

  Mouth and hands brought her to a keening mess within minutes, and Brie closed her eyes as she exploded with his ministrations that had nothing to do with her pussy. “That was fast, but you loved it. Hold it this time.” Jimmy had told her before he told her that he wouldn’t touch her again if she came too fast this time. Teeth tugged and hands pinched as her aching clit throbbed and headed towards another release. She wanted him to touch it so badly, but it was primed and ready, and she cried out as she struggled to control herself. “Not yet.” Jimmy sucked her harder into his mouth as he switched sides. “I can feel that you’re ready, but not yet.” She used every bit of her strength to try and control her racing lust, weeping as she succeeded and then exploding when he told her to let go.

  Brie didn’t understand it as she closed her eyes and dropped her head forward. She desperately needed him inside of her and Brie took ragged breaths as she heard the sound of a zipper and clothing. Brie forced her eyes up to see his cock in his hand, dark and hard as he stroked it and closed his eyes. “Do you rub your clit when you listen or fuck that tight pussy with the cock that I saw you holding?” He sounded like he was ready to snap and Jimmy stroked himself harder as he tried to catch his breath. “That tight, new pussy…”