by Neil, Louisa
“Toys have their place on occasion, but I agree, a real man is better.” They stayed locked together for a bit longer before Wyatt finally pulled away. He slipped his index finger in Ben’s cum-soaked anus and stroked him a few times. “I can’t decide if I’m doing this to slow you down or get us both hard again?”
“I’ll take seconds, please.” Ben laughed but allowed Wyatt to take his hand away. Both of them stood there surveying the ocean below for a bit before Wyatt finally looked at his watch. “It’s getting late. We should head back. Lila will be waiting for us to join her for supper.”
Reluctantly, Ben reached down and dragged his pants up his legs, watching Wyatt do the same thing. They made their way carefully down the shaky stairs and out to the four-wheeler. “Thank you for the tour today, Wyatt, and the…welcome.”
“Anytime, unless I’m tied up in the lab.”
“Makes me wonder if you mean literally tied up in that lab or just busy.”
“With time, you’ll find out.” Their ride back to the compound was quiet but not uncomfortable.
“Wyatt, I thought Sunday was Lila’s down day. I’ve never seen her on a Sunday. Will Lila know what we did this afternoon?”
“Does it matter?”
“I guess not, I just wanted to be prepared.”
“Be prepared for anything with Lila. Why not shower and I’ll meet you at Lila’s for supper in an hour.”
“See you there.” Ben hesitated. “She knows you took me there to initiate me, doesn’t she? Was it her idea?”
“More like her timing, it was my idea from the first time I saw your profile.”
Ben stood under the shower in his apartment, wondering just how he got so lucky. He had a fleeting moment of guilt at his easy acquiescence to this sexual arrangement. But, thinking it through, every time, he chose to accept this was the situation of a lifetime, and he’d experience it to the fullest for as long as it lasted.
Chapter Six
Supper with Lila was uneventful. She was polite and witty as always, and Ben decided she looked more beautiful tonight than ever before. Their meal went by with laughs and anecdotes of the island, mainly about the condition she bought it in when the government declassified and sold it. Apparently, there were some groups who felt the island should be turned into a resort for the public, but none were willing to put in the money that it would require. The government’s position was they were selling it because it wasn’t profitable any longer. A new lab had been built in the Midwest and would be used to continue the research. Ben remembered reading about the ruckus years earlier but never thought he would become responsible for the everyday workings of it one day.
Lila gave him bits of information about the work she’d already accomplished and her long-range plans. During their initial meetings, she’d given him an overview of what she envisioned. Tonight, he realized just how much she still wanted done. Whether it was the wine or his earlier sexual encounter with Wyatt, he felt relaxed and comfortable with these two people and decided to ask what was on his mind.
“At the expense of ruining a wonderful evening, may I ask a personal question?” He glanced to Wyatt who deferred his look to Lila.
“Ask, the worst that will happen is I’ll tell you it’s none of your business.” Lila smiled when saying it, but her undertone spoke more than her words.
“I’ve come to realize over the last months that while you’re very hands-on to all aspects of the business, I’ve never seen you leave the compound in the daylight. You use the underground tunnels to traverse the compound and only come out at night.”
“And your actual question is?” Wyatt seemed to be trying to lighten the moment.
“Well, I can only figure Lila is a vampire.” He paused and tried to laugh. Biding time by sipping his wine, he realized he’d stumbled into a serious subject. “Seriously, you seem to love this island with all your heart, but you never experience it during the day.”
“We all live by the hands we’re dealt,” Lila told him, pushing back from the table. “Come, let’s relax in the living room while we have coffee.” She left the men to follow her, and Ben grabbed Wyatt’s arm, holding him back.
“Did I just get myself fired?”
“Why not listen to what Lila has to say,” Wyatt reassured him.
Settled in the posh living room, they were quiet while the butler, Vernon, brought coffee on a silver tray and served each of them. Ben thought to let the subject drop, but apparently Lila wasn’t going to. He noted she waited until Vernon had left before speaking.
“Keeping in mind your confidentiality agreements, I’ll tell you the truth, but it stays between the three of us. Do you understand, Ben?”
“Of course, but I’ve made you uncomfortable, I apologize. I don’t need to know.”
Lila threw her head back laughing at him. “Oh, you still want to know. Now you’re just nervous about my answer.” She sipped from the fine china cup before putting it aside on the table to her right.
When she did, the front of her blouse buckled open and gave him a perfect view of her naked breasts. His cock hardened, and he shifted in his seat, sorry he’d begun this conversation.
“I have a congenital disease, a version of porphyria. Have you ever heard of it?”
“No, I don’t think so.” Ben shook his head, realizing tonight he’d do a lot of research to find out just what it was.
“In layman’s terms, it means I’m sensitive to sunlight. Heme is a substance found in everyone’s body that is responsible for making hemoglobin and chlorophyll. The largest amounts are usually found in blood and bone marrow. The body requires multiple enzymes to convert natural chemical compounds called porphyrins into heme. If any of the enzymes are abnormal, the process is interrupted and cannot continue. This allows porphyrins to build up in my system.” She paused and sipped her coffee. “I was very lucky from one respect, my family had lots of money and realized when my father was young he had the same dysfunction. I inherited it from him. So, in my case, it causes oversensitivity to sunlight which affects my skin. Sunlight leaves me with nasty welts and scars if I’m not careful.”
“I’m so sorry,” Ben whispered.
“Let her finish,” Wyatt interceded.
“It could be worse, in some cases, nerve damage, pain, and paralysis can occur. Some attacks are worse. Since my father had been diagnosed, the doctors knew what to test me for, and from then on, my life was adjusted to compensate for the problem. So I stay out of the sunlight and enjoy my island at night. Any questions?”
“Too many to ask right now.”
“This is a personal health issue, Ben, and not for public consumption. Are you disappointed I’m not a vampire?” She smiled and settled back in her seat.
“No, not disappointed, just…sad, I think. I’m imagining you as a child not being allowed outside in the daytime.”
“My parents made my life as normal as possible. But you have to remember it was more normal for me because of my father staying indoors during the day. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized my true loss. I’ve come to terms with it and decided, much like my dad, that I can still have a full life, just not out in the daylight.”
“Lila has used it to her advantage. The press thinks she’s being elusive and controlling. They always wind up in a frenzy when she makes an appearance for some social function.” Wyatt put his coffee cup aside. “Now you understand why she only goes out in the evening.”
“My parents worked things the same way, saying work occupied their days, and evenings were their only time to slip away for suppers and social functions.”
Ben glanced to Wyatt. “I assume some of your work is to find a cure for her?”
“Not necessarily a cure per se but options that would allow not only Lila, but all who suffer with this to maintain a more normal life. Of course, we are doing research on other diseases here, too, which is why our security is so strict. And why it’s imperative you never speak about our work to any
one outside the company or wander into a lab uninvited. I get very cranky when my experiments are violated.”
“And extremely preoccupied at times.” Lila stood and topped off their coffee cups.
“So that’s why you take the helicopter to Manhattan for your long weekends.”
“Of course. I love to drive but not in traffic. It’s really a matter of getting things accomplished in a timely manner. I fly to my offices in the city under the cover of darkness so I’m there ready to take care of business first thing in the morning. My offices and apartment are all designed to keep me out of the sunlight. While I’m there, I have my…personal beauty needs handled in-house, too. When I can slip away, I have the helicopter bring me back after dark.” She threw back her head and laughed. “Can you imagine me driving back and forth to Manhattan? It would be a total waste of my time. This way, many things get accomplished on each trip, and I can get back to my island as quick as possible.”
“Of course that makes sense,” Ben mused. “You still have to oversee Abbott Industries. Getting everything done in a few days makes sense.”
“And keeps up my appearances in public, always just at night. It’s a good excuse to have business suppers. I’m busy in the offices all day.”
“I should have known you had this all worked out. And why you’re so tired when you get back.”
“It would be worse if I had to go in daylight.”
“I salute you, Lila. You have all the details worked out.”
“You can look at it that way. Actually, I’m just continuing the same routine my father started. He’d be driven into the city at night when necessary, take care of business in his private offices, and then be driven back after dark. I’ve just updated the process using the helicopter.”
“Don’t the employees say anything about your darkened offices?”
“Not really. I make it known I’m paranoid about spies and photos being taken from other office buildings. So the heavy drapes are to maintain my privacy, in many ways. And while I’m in the city, I schedule a few evening business meals to be seen. Always elusive, but seen just the same. The press calls me reclusive. I call it private. Besides, it helps keep the allure alive only being seen on occasion.”
“The key is to be seen on occasion doing normal things, dinner and the theater, et cetera.” Wyatt added, smiling at Lila, “When she gets back here to Pyxis, she’s all ours for the rest of the month.”
“So, now you know all about me and my business trips. What did you two do today?”
Ben knew his neck and cheeks heated with embarrassment, felt the heat rising against his skin. He glanced to Wyatt who looked to him to answer Lila. “Thanks to you,” he began and took a deep breath, “Wyatt gave me a tour of the lighthouse. I was fascinated to actually see if from the inside. One look at the view and I understood your want to refurbish the old place.” He heard his voice crack but didn’t acknowledge the sound, clearing his throat.
“Is that all, you just explored the lighthouse? I think I’m disappointed. I fantasized about the two of you fucking up there.”
Ben realized Lila was testing him and wasn’t sure what to admit. “Would that bother you?” he managed.
“Only that I didn’t get to witness it.” Ben watched somewhat stunned as she slid back in her chair and spread her legs wide, her fingers lifting the hem of her skirt up her thighs, exposing her shaven pussy. With the gap in her shirt giving him glimpses of her breasts all night and those damn black spike-heeled boots, she was a sight. One he wanted to consume in all ways. “Are you interested in licking me, Ben, or perhaps sucking Wyatt’s cock while he licks my clit?”
“Yes,” he said and slid to his knees, crawling across the floor to Lila, burying his face between her thighs. She was hot and moist, her pussy lips full and shining from her juices. He gave her entire pussy one long lick and settled back on his heels to satisfy her to the best of his ability. It didn’t bother him that Wyatt was watching. He looked up when the other man joined them, pulling Lila’s blouse open to bare her breasts. From behind her chair, his hands ran down along her throat and shoulders, palming her large breasts, pinching her nipples, and starting at the base of her throat again. Wyatt’s movements seemed in sync with Ben’s licking. In an act of boldness, Ben slid his index finger in her pussy. Lila groaned and shifted to give him better access to finger her.
“A man who takes the initiative,” she said, and Wyatt laughed. “Pinch harder, Wyatt, and Ben, use a second finger in my pussy, please.” He did as she asked, fingering her while he suckled her clit and Wyatt worked her breasts. “That’s wonderful, but I’m getting all the attention.”
Ben glanced up from between her thighs and smiled. “What do you want, Lila? I don’t know unless you tell me.”
“All right, I’d like Wyatt to lick me for a while and you to suck his cock. Any problem with that request?”
“Only that he’s too far away and is wearing too much clothing.” Ben’s humor surprised him, and he accepted how at ease he’d become with these people and their lifestyle.
Lila ran her hand through the back of his hair, feathering it between her fingers. She grasped his hair a bit tighter and pulled his head backward until she had direct eye contact. “That’s good, Ben, you’re not averse to taking direction or being open about your sexuality.” She released her hold, and he immediately went back to her pussy, hiding his smile of delight.
“Wyatt, come here and drop your pants. Let me suck you for a bit before switching places.” The other man moved without complaint, unzipping his pants after he came to stand beside her chair. Ben glanced up just in time to see Lila shifting her upper body so she could swallow Wyatt’s erection in one long pull down her throat. Ben’s cock stirred in his pants, and he knew he was leaking droplets of pre-cum. Instantly, he wanted to taste Wyatt’s dick but knew Lila was in charge and would direct his movements. Her sucking motions became rhythmic with her hips thrusting on his fingers. Ben could hear the moans as she released and swallowed Wyatt. He glimpsed the other man shifting his weight, trying to hold himself steady. Lila had reached out and grasped Wyatt’s hips, directing his slight movements. Ben continued to lick her pussy and clit, his fingers still with her pace as she drew back from Wyatt. She gave the other man a sexy smile, and they shared a nonverbal moment. One of many, Ben decided. Tugging him by the hip back to her, he noted she used one of her hands on his hip, the other started to tangle with his sack, her fingers weighting each testicle. Ben sat back on his heels openly watching as she left Wyatt’s cock and lowered to take first one then the other testicle between her lips, sucking the whole thing into her mouth. As she did, her hand rose to her lips. Ben drew a quick breath when she slid her finger into her mouth and finally probed at Wyatt’s anus with it. He shifted again and groaned openly.
“Don’t tease me, Lila. Fuck me with your fingers while you suck me.”
“Ben seems to be lost at the image we’re creating.”
“Sorry,” he managed and went back to her pussy, but he shifted so he could still lick and finger her and watch her suck and finger Wyatt. He wasn’t sure how long they stayed that way, only that his knees ached and he wanted to be sucking Wyatt. He watched how the other man smiled each time she slid her fingers in his body and frowned when she would withdraw. Finally, she sat back, leaving Wyatt’s cock to bob in the air, a thick coat of her saliva shining on his skin.
“Wyatt, ready to switch?”
“If it means licking your pussy, absolutely.” Wyatt took a step back and pushed his pants and boxers all the way down his legs. Ben gently pulled his fingers from Lila’s pussy, and she reached for his hand, sucking his fingers clean.
“Ben, let Wyatt get there.” Her direction was natural. They would fulfill her wish.
Ben moved to the side and waited until Wyatt took his place between Lila’s thighs. When he had settled, Ben finally lowered himself to lie on his side, his hand holding his head up, just inches from Wyatt’s cock. For a few seco
nds he watched how Wyatt sucked Lila’s pussy. He was much more assured in his movements than Ben knew he was. Almost instantly, Wyatt leaned forward and gave Lila his hand. She sucked his fingers as she had sucked his cock. When Wyatt withdrew them, he pushed them right into Lila’s pussy. She groaned with approval and shifted again to accommodate his fingers.
“Another one, Wyatt.” Ben noted how she sifted his hair through her fingers as she’d done to him earlier.
“So soon, are you wet enough?”
“Ben got me wet. Now you can make me come.”
“Can I suck on Wyatt now?” Ben asked, leaning forward until his lips were just inches from the bobbing dick. He reached out tentatively with his tongue, lapping at the droplet of pre-cum on the tip.
“Of course, but don’t let him come. I want something…” She didn’t finish her statement when Wyatt slid a third finger in her pussy. He fucked her and licked her with full abandon. Ben had to hold onto Wyatt’s hips to keep his mouth firmly planted around his cock. Lila moved her whole body lower in the chair, spreading her legs wider. Ben was able to suck off Wyatt and look up to see him playing with Lila. It was an amazing sight, something he’d never forget.
He pulled from Wyatt’s cock. “Lila, may I touch myself?”
“Of course,” she started, and then put her hand on Wyatt’s shoulder to get his attention. “Ben wants to play with himself. Give him a moment to pull out his cock.”
He should have felt self-conscious but didn’t. He made little production of pulling his cock from his pants and tugging on it. Then he swallowed Wyatt’s cock to the root. Ben felt the others moving over him and didn’t care. He had what he wanted, a cock to suck while rubbing his own. He thought to ask to fuck Lila’s pussy but waited to see what she would direct next.
“Wyatt, I’m close,” she whispered to him. Ben watched as the other man withdrew his hand from her body, repositioning it so his thumb slid in her anus. Lila moaned with pleasure. “More,” she prompted, and Wyatt put his index and middle fingers back in her pussy. He began to suck her pussy lips and clit, and Ben continued to suck Wyatt’s cock. He would throb against his tongue when Ben scrapped his teeth along the underside on an outward pull. Ben felt Lila’s body tremble through Wyatt’s. Her shaking motion was unmistakable, and Wyatt filled her deeper, pushing his fingers harder in her body. Lila’s orgasm made her body shudder, and she dropped back in the chair, her body covered in a light layer of sweat, her breathing uneven.