Not Just Business

by J Cartwright

  My little fantasy had played out over and over in my mind, growing more vivid ever since I’d met Emma. I’d craved her from that first encounter in the interview, and that longing had only grown over time.

  It was always just physical in my head, a one time experience that I wanted, but I never knew just how much.

  Leading up to this night, so much had changed. Not only did I want something more from them, but I’d pushed the boundaries of my sexuality.

  Curiosity was one thing, but actually acting on it was something entirely different. Being with Chris felt right, and there wasn’t even the slightest doubt in my mind, but now that need was growing. I wanted to be with them both, to explore romantically, and that scared the hell out of me.

  Slipping from beneath the sheets, I left my lovers behind, staring at them in the darkness of Chris’ room.

  They were wrapped up tight, completely satisfied as they dreamed.

  Inside me, I felt that familiar warmth flooding through, making its way into every last inch of me. It was all consuming, a heat and passion I’d never felt before, making me light headed.

  For just a second I thought about grabbing my clothes and running away, but then I got control of myself. Even if I did run, I’d still have to face them both at work, and that would only make things even more awkward.

  Deep down I knew what I wanted, but reaching out and accepting that felt impossible.

  Why the hell did I decide I want something serious with these two?

  Clearly I was setting myself up for failure.

  The first time in my life that I actually felt like I wanted more than just a casual encounter was with people that could never happen with. This was just an experience, something we all wanted, but it could never be more.

  Turning away, I slipped out of the bedroom and walked into the living room.

  Sitting alone, I let it all tumble around in my head when Chris walked out, his shorts tight around his waist, his bare chest huge and muscular. Our eyes met and I wanted to go to him, to taste him again, but I managed to hold back.

  “You’re up early,” I said casually, leaning back against the couch.

  “You’re one to talk,” he chuckled, clearly pleased to see me sitting naked on his couch. “Could have at least put some clothes on.”

  The bulge in his pants suggested that he didn’t mind that I had neglected to collect my clothes from the floor.

  “Yeah? Want me to go get dressed?” I teased.

  He shook his head and came to join me on the couch, sitting so close that it made me tingle all over.

  I hate that he can do that to me by just being close.

  The things he was making me feel, the things they both made me feel, were driving me insane. I’d never experienced anything like it.

  I was always in complete control of my emotions, but around Chris and Emma I was at a complete loss.

  “I could get used to getting up on a morning and finding you like this,” he said with a wink. “And Emma in bed as well. Surely it can’t get better than that?”

  He was right about that. It had all come together perfectly.

  “No, I don’t think it can,” I said. “Last night was incredible wasn’t it?”

  “Yeah, it really was. How you feeling about it?”

  Putting my thoughts into words seemed impossible, but I figured I needed to start trying before it got on top of me.

  “Happy but confused,” I admitted. “Normally this is the part where I call things off and put in some distance, but I don’t want to.”

  Chris raised an eyebrow and smiled, the warmth in his eyes eating me up.

  “Yeah?”

  “Yeah, but don’t go getting any weird ideas,” I laughed.

  “What next then?” Chris asked, sounding far more serious.

  Shrugging, I decided that it was the best idea to continue like we had started. “One day at a time. Figure this out as we go.”

  “Makes sense. Seems to be working well so far.”

  Leaning back, I let all of my worries disappear. There was no use in thinking about what might happen next, not when we were all so new to this.

  It was wild and weird, but maybe there was a chance something could come from it. If I’d discovered anything already, it was that even the most unexpected of things could happen when you least expected them to.

  Turning to look at Chris, I felt my heart race as it always did, my excitement throbbing as our eyes met. He looked at me, long and hard, and then he leaned in.

  Our lips pressed together so softly at first, and then the storm tore through us. As we embraced, I felt his fingers wrap around my shaft, pumping me slowly as I purred into his mouth.

  The aching need to come rose up inside me, but I knew I wasn’t going to get off that easily. He had things in store for me, things I wanted so badly, and as his fingers stroked my length, I knew that this morning was about to get off to a great start.

  Chapter 27

  Chris

  It was definitely the best way to start the morning, waking up beside Emma all snuggled up, and then finding my best friend naked on the couch.

  As soon as we kissed I knew there was no way I could keep my hands off, my fingers going tight around his huge length. It was warm in my hands, so thick and delicious as I began to stroke him, and before I knew it we were retreating to the bedroom.

  The moment we walked in, Emma sat up, hugging the sheets around her body. Her eyes flicked back and forth between us, and the grin that followed stirred every last bit of excitement that resided inside of me.

  Watching as she let the sheets fall from her, I stared in awe, captivated by how amazing she looked.

  Emma was the most beautiful woman I’d ever met, but even now, the morning after, she was hotter than I’d ever seen her. Her breasts were just the right size, tiny pink nipples hard and erect in her excitement.

  Her lithe body and flat stomach made me ache, and when she knelt, the sheets revealed her smooth sex.

  Every inch of me throbbed with excitement, and before I knew it, Taylor was tugging my shorts off, reaching down to grab my swollen length, jacking me as I looked at Emma.

  “Well this is an interesting way to get woken up,” she purred, crawling to the foot of the bed. “Anything I can help you guys with? Wouldn’t want to disappoint my bosses.”

  Groaning, I thought of all the things I wanted to do to her.

  “Hm, I think we can think of a few things between us right Taylor?”

  His fingers still stroked me, making me moan again, and then Emma was slipping from the edge of the bed.

  “Let’s see how creative you guys can get.”

  Without another word she was joining us, her soft lips against mine as her hand joined Taylor’s. She stroked me, pumping my shaft, and then she took hold of Taylor, making him groan as she began to kiss him.

  The moment was hot, making me ache with the need to release, and then we were stumbling to the bed.

  The backs of my legs hit the bed and I fell down against the sheets, pushing myself up onto my elbows. As I moved up the bed, I watched as my lovers joined me, the pair of them taking my breath away.

  “Lie still,” Emma ordered as she crawled up after me.

  “Yes Miss,” I chuckled, my laughter lost when she leaned over me and took the head of my cock in her mouth.

  She circled it with her tongue, making me moan even louder as she began to bob her head, taking even more of me in. Emma’s eyes moved to meet mine as she began to take me down, her head moving lower and lower until I was buried in her throat.

  Moaning, I watched as she sucked me off, ready to come as Taylor moved in behind her. I stared at my best friend, my lover, and watched as he took Emma from behind.

  She screamed around my length as Taylor penetrated her, his thick length driving deep inside of her tight little hole. Her sounds of pleasure rang out, but seconds later she got back to pleasing me.

  Taylor roared behind her, thrusting
hard and fast into her as he reached around to touch her clit. I knew that he was working wonders due to the way Emma squirmed between us, her body shaking as the intensity of her pleasure flooded through her.

  She was moaning around my length, sucking in deep breaths as she sucked me off, and then she came.

  Taylor joined her in her ecstasy, the pair of them coming together. The sight of them drove me over the edge, my balls tight with the need to release, their sounds of joy echoing through the room.

  Emma took me balls deep, slurping on my shaft when I leaned forward and seized a fistful of hair. Thrusting up, I met her movements, roaring as I unloaded into her mouth, my hot come pouring out.

  She moaned even louder, her screaming muffled by my shaft, her pleasure sending her places as Taylor continued to take her from behind. He was grunting, his head thrown back, body slick with sweat as he came, and the sight of it was enough to drive me wild.

  My orgasm seemed to last an eternity, Emma sucking me until she’d swallowed every last drop of my seed. My muscles went tight, my chest rising and falling as I gasped for breath, but finally my vision returned.

  Slumping down, I felt Emma crawl along my body, planting her lips on mine, the taste of my own pleasure on her lips. I kissed her back, turned on more than ever, but exhausted from what she’d just done to me.

  Taylor joined us a second later, letting out a loud laugh as he lay down on his back.

  “Well, I don’t think that’s in your job description,” he chuckled, his voice deep and rumbling. “And if it is, I’m disappointed I didn’t know about it until now.”

  Emma giggled on top of me, her body clammy with the sweat of her excitement.

  Her scent engulfed me, drawing me down deeper into my desire, my feelings growing stronger by the second.

  “Oh behave,” she said. “There’ll be none of that in the office!”

  “Damn,” I groaned. “I was just wondering if the desk would hold.”

  “Are you calling me fat?” She teased, pressing herself up so she could stare down at me. “Because if you are, then there’s none of this out of the office either.”

  Laughing, I reached my arms around her and pulled her down, kissing her hard.

  “No, not at all coach,” I purred. “You’re perfect.”

  She blushed and rolled off me, looking shy again.

  “He’s right you know?” Taylor added, slipping an arm across her delicate body. “You really are perfect.”

  “Thanks guys,” she whispered, her voice sounding oddly distant. “This all just feels so nice and you guys are incredible.”

  “Glad you could finally accept that!” Taylor laughed.

  “Surely that’s a good thing?” I asked, seeing the way her smile was forced.

  She looked at me and then let out a long sigh, clearly not sure how to express whatever it was she was feeling.

  “Come on Emma, we are all in this together. Whatever it is, you can tell us,” I said, trying to sound as reassuring as I could.

  “Yeah, I guess you’re right,” she said slowly. “It’s just that being with you guys felt amazing, comfortable, and I just figured it would be a one time thing and that’s it.”

  “But?” I pressed, watching Taylor out of the corner of my eye.

  He was hanging onto every word Emma said, waiting eagerly to see where this was leading.

  “But I want to do it again. Is that weird?”

  Grinning, I shook my head. “Not at all. Look, we take this as fast or slow as we all want and see where this goes.”

  She smiled, looking a little relieved, and then I knew that this could never be just a casual encounter. We all felt the same, getting lost in our desire, but more than that, we wanted to be together.

  How that would work was beyond me, but we didn’t need to decide right then. We had all the time in the world to figure things out, and I was determined to do just that.

  Chapter 28

  Emma

  We’d sat talking and enjoying breakfast together at Chris’ place after we finally managed to tear ourselves from the bed. I’d been half tempted to lay there with them all day, lost in how good things felt between us, but we needed to get ready for work.

  Leaving them behind felt weird, a longing to stay I hadn’t felt in a very long time creeping into my mind.

  When I’d been with them I’d felt weird, like I wanted so much more. It wasn’t something I wanted to tell them, it just didn’t seem real, but Chris had clearly seen something was bothering me.

  After he’d asked what it was, I figured the best way forward was to just be honest. It was a casual thing and nothing more, but weirdly I wanted more from them. At least if I got it off my chest it wouldn’t be bothering me, and I could handle the knock back.

  To my surprise, the guys seemed accepting of it. They were into me, I knew that, but I never expected them to agree to see how this went.

  Maybe there really was a chance of it turning into something more, although how that would work was absolutely terrifying.

  Having them both to myself in the bedroom was breath taking, but the idea of having them romantically, a long term thing, that was truly mind boggling.

  Most people were never lucky enough to find one person who could make them feel as good as the guys made me feel, but there I was with two. I was the luckiest woman on the planet, and I had the impression that this was just the beginning.

  We already got along so well, and with more time getting to know each other, that bond would only grow.

  My mind was all over the place, thinking about what happened next, planning a future that was absolutely impossible. Still, I didn’t dare let go of that glimmer of hope.

  What I’d had with Brad had felt like my future, but I was never excited by it. We’d been comfortable together, falling into a rut that neither of us wanted. At this very early stage with the guys I was already counting down the hours until I saw them again.

  This is crazy! I need to stop thinking about them for just a minute and figure this mess out.

  It was easier said than done. Every time I tried to think of anything but the guys, my mind drifted back to them. I kept on conjuring up the memory of their naked bodies, so hard and strong, gorgeous beyond my wildest dreams.

  The way they touched me, the way they made me scream, just thinking about it was getting me excited again.

  I’d never come so hard in my life, but with them, every last little touch threatened to get me off.

  After a short walk I was back at my place, slipping into the flat as quietly as I could.

  It was early, and I hoped that Karla would still be asleep. If I was quiet enough then I could get in before she realized I’d been out all night, and then I wouldn’t need to fill her in on everything that had happened.

  Unfortunately, I wasn’t that lucky.

  “You’re back!” She shrieked, hurtling out of her room.

  Her hair was tied back and her eyes were wild, a wicked grin spreading across her face when she caught me standing in the entrance to our apartment. She looked me up and down and then began to laugh, her voice bright and full of energy despite the early hour.

  “You’re not going anywhere until you tell me what happened,” she said, gesturing at the dining room table.

  Giggling, I took a seat, waiting as Karla grabbed us both a very strong coffee.

  “So, what happened? I’m guessing it went well considering you’re only just getting back.”

  “I don’t even know where to start,” I said, still trying to come to terms with it all myself. “It all just felt good. After I told them yesterday how I felt, things just kind of got carried away. We went out for drinks, and then I ended up back at Chris’.”

  Karla listened quietly as I filled her in, her eyes bulging when I talked to her about what happened once we were back at Chris’.

  She grinned widely once I finished my retelling, her cheeks flushed and eyes staring.

  “Holy crap,” she gro
aned. “That is the hottest thing I think I’ve ever heard.”

  “It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done!”

  “That’s one way to get over Brad I guess.”

  Shaking my head, I pushed that aside. This wasn’t a rebound thing, it was something so much more.

  “That’s not it,” I said. “Even if I didn’t feel like shit after Brad, I’d still be into the guys. They’re amazing, and they make me feel incredible. Seriously, being around them makes me feel like I could take on the world.”

  Karla looked at me a little more seriously now.

  “Sounds like you’re in a little deeper than you thought.”

  Nodding, I sighed, acknowledging how much I already liked them.

  “Karla, I’m screwed” I giggled. “How the hell did I let this happen? I can’t stop thinking about them!”

  “What are you gonna do?”

  Both Chris and Taylor seemed more than willing to take things a step at a time and see how things went with us, but I was still struggling to figure out what that meant. It was all well and good seeing how things went, but was there really a future?

  “We agreed to just take things a day at a time and see what happens,” I said.

  “Really? They’re into this as well then!”

  They were, and that made me feel even better. The way they looked at me, the caring look in their eyes, they wanted me as much as I wanted them. This wasn’t just physical to them, they wanted what I did.

  “Yeah, it’s crazy isn’t it? What do I do Karla?”

  She just smiled and shook her head. “Just ride the wave and see where it goes.”

  Nodding, I took another long drink of coffee.

  “I guess you’re right. This is crazy, but I want them both so bad. This feels so different to anything I’ve done before.”

  “Just watch out for yourself OK? Promise me you won’t go getting your heart broken.”

  I nodded, making that promise to myself as well. I’d sworn off guys, wanting nothing but some fun, and now I was in deeper than I’d wanted to get. It was probably already too late to avoid getting hurt if things went south, but at least I could enjoy myself on the way down.